You will excuse me, Speed, if I say that you seem to be working more in the interests of Stratton's journalistic success than in the interests of Mrs.Brenton's good name." "Well, we won't talk about that," said Speed; "Stratton is amply able to take care of himself, as you will doubtless see.

Now, what do you say to our trying whether or not we can influence Jane Morton to do what she ought to do, and confess her crime ?" "It is not a very promising task," replied Brenton; "it is hard to get a person to say words that may lead to the gallows." "I'm not so sure about that," said Speed; "you know the trouble of mind she is in.

I think it more than probable that, after the terror of the last few weeks, it will be a relief for her to give herself up." "Very well; let us go." The two men shortly afterwards found themselves in the scantily furnished room occupied by Jane Morton.

That poor woman was rocking herself to and fro and moaning over her trouble.

Then she suddenly stopped rocking, and looked around the room with vague apprehension in her eyes.