I implore the lady's pardon." "I see no meaning in your words," said Miss Forrest, quietly, "therefore I see nothing to forgive." "Ah, I live again.

A heavy load is gone from my heart! I have not merited the lady's displeasure." "Still I think it right, if you have grounds for suspecting any one, that we should know," said a voice; "otherwise some one may be wrongly accused." "Do not ask me," said Kaffar.

"Ask Mr.Blake." Instantly all eyes were turned on me, and, do as I might, I could not help an uncomfortable flush rising in my face.

"I do not know what Mr.
Kaffar means," I replied.

"I am as ignorant as to the origin of the ghost as he is, perhaps more so." Instantly Kaffar leapt from his chair, and came up to me, his hands clenched, his black eyes gleaming, his teeth set together as if in a terrible rage.
"You are a liar and a villain!" he screamed.
"Ah, remember this morning.