Crime added to crime! 'Don't think of it any more, Desmond,' he said hurriedly, raising himself and laying his hand on his brother's.

'I oughtn't to have told you.' But Desmond showed no answering agitation.
'I did see him!' he whispered.

'He stood there--' His eyes turned towards the window.

He seemed to be trying to remember--but soon gave up the effort.

'Poor old Aubrey!' His feeble hand gave a faint pressure to his brother's.