"He has the first claim to my confidence--he resents my silence, and he has a right to resent it.

Terrible as it will be to open _his_ eyes to the truth, I must do it if he asks me." She was looking at Julian while she spoke.

The old longing to associate with the hard trial of the confession the one man who had felt for her, and believed in her, revived under another form.

If she could only know, while she was saying the fatal words to Horace, that Julian was listening too, she would be encouraged to meet the worst that could happen! As the idea crossed her mind, she observed that Julian was looking toward the door through which they had lately passed.

In an instant she saw the means to her end.