Her heart stood still when she thought of Lord Newhaven, the gentle, kindly man who was almost her friend, and who was playing with such quiet dignity a losing game.
Hugh had taken from him his wife, and by that act was now taking from him his life too.
"It was an even chance," she groaned.

"Hugh is not responsible for his death.

Oh, my God! At least he is not responsible for that.

It might have been he who had to die instead of Lord Newhaven.

But if it _is_ he, surely he could not leave me without a word.