It will bring some other heavy judgement on the head of my dear son, whose innocence will suffer for his mother's guilt.' 'What words are these!' cried Mr Haredale, regarding her with wonder.
'Among what associates have you fallen?
Into what guilt have you ever been betrayed ?' 'I am guilty, and yet innocent; wrong, yet right; good in intention, though constrained to shield and aid the bad.

Ask me no more questions, sir; but believe that I am rather to be pitied than condemned.

I must leave my house to-morrow, for while I stay there, it is haunted.

My future dwelling, if I am to live in peace, must be a secret.

If my poor boy should ever stray this way, do not tempt him to disclose it or have him watched when he returns; for if we are hunted, we must fly again.
And now this load is off my mind, I beseech you--and you, dear Miss Haredale, too--to trust me if you can, and think of me kindly as you have been used to do.