Henry had promised to tell him, and as he looked into his pale, but handsomely intellectual face, he half dreaded the disclosure he yet panted to hear.
"Tell me all, Henry--tell me all," he said.

"Upon the words that come from your lips I know I can rely." "I will have no reservations with you," said Henry, sadly.

"You ought to know all, and you shall.

Prepare yourself for the strangest revelation you ever heard." "Indeed!" "Ay.

One which in hearing you may well doubt; and one which, I hope, you will never find an opportunity of verifying." "You speak in riddles." "And yet speak truly, Charles.