'Twas I who took her to and from the prison regularly, and 'twas thus that we met.

She told me she was but the messenger of the Lady Catharine." Sir Arthur drew a long, slow breath.

"Then I may say to you," said he, "that your brother, John Law, is a hundred times more traitor and felon than even now I thought him.

Yonder he goes"-- and he shook his fist into the enveloping mist which hung above the waters.

"Yonder he goes, somewhere, I give you warning, where he deems no trail shall be left behind him.