For while they were talking the earl's eyes had open wide, and fixed with a strange, sad, terrified look upon vacancy.
He remembered it all now--the last night he had spent at Cairnforth with his cousin--the conversation which passed between them--the questions asked, which, from his not answering, might have enabled the captain to guess at the probable disposal of his property.

He could come to no other conclusion than that Captain Bruce had married Helen with the same motive which must have induced his appearance at the castle, and his eager and successful efforts to ingratiate himself there -- namely, money; that the fortune which he had himself missed might accrue to him through his union with Lord Cairnforth's heiress.
How had he possibly accomplished this?
How had he succeeded in making good, innocent, simple Helen love him?
For that she would never have married without love the earl well knew.

By what persuasions, entreaties, or lies--the housekeeper's story involved some evident lies--he had attained his end, remained, and must ever remain, among the mysteries of the many mysterious marriages which take place every day.
And it was all over.

She was married, and gone away.

Doubtless the captain had taken his precautions to prevent any possible hinderance.
That it was a safe marriage legally, even though so little was known of the bridegroom's antecedent life, seemed more than probable--certain, seeing that the chief object he would have in this marriage was its legality, to assure himself thereby of the property which should fall to Helen in the event of the earl's decease.