To-morrow--after the inquest, perhaps." "I will make a statement.

I will make it now.

I wish to be left in peace to-night, to think and to regret." Then turning to her, "Ermentrude, a woman who has served me and my family for twenty-five years is at this very moment in the rear of the house.

Go to her and let her care for you.
I have business here,--business of which I am sure you approve." "Yes, Carleton.

And remember that I shall be put upon my oath to-morrow.
The questions I am asked I must answer--and truthfully," she added, with a look as full of anguish as inquiry.
"I shall be truthful myself," he assured her, and again their eyes met.
After a while she gave a stumble backward, which Mr.Gryce perceiving, held out his arm and assisted her from the room.
But once in the hall he felt the clinch of her fingers digging into his arm.
"Is there no hope ?" she whispered.