And whither does that door lead?
To the Bottomless Pit, if there be truth in aught we are told by Heaven." Lord Roos seemed unable or unwilling to reply; and a deep pause ensued for a few moments, during which the guilty pair shunned each other's regards.

It was broken at length by Lady Exeter, who said, reproachfully, "You should have burnt my letters, William.

Without them, they would have had no evidence against me.

Imprudent that you were, you have destroyed me!" "Reproach me not, Prances," he rejoined.

"I admit my imprudence, and blame myself severely for it.