I never wrote--I never sent him even a message." "No?
How, then, came you two to meet to-night ?" "He wished to see me--to extort money from me for the keeping of this secret--and he sent word by Sybilla Silver.

My answer was, 'I will be in the Beech Walk at eight tonight.

If he wishes to see me let him come to me there.'" "Then you own to have deliberately deceived me?
The pretended headache was--a lie ?" "No; it was true.

It aches still, until I am almost blind with the pain.

Oh, Everard, be merciful! Have a little pity for me, for I love you, and I am the most wretched creature alive!" "You show your love in a singular way, my Lady Kingsland.