Then he lifted his head and replied with a certain air of desperation: "Incrimination is not what I fear now.

From the way you all look at me I perceive that I am lost, for I have no means of proving my story." This acknowledgment, which might pass for the despairing cry of an innocent man, made his interrogator stare.
"You forget," suggested that gentleman, "that you had your wife with you.

She can corroborate your words, and will prove herself, no doubt, an invaluable witness in your favor." "My wife!" he repeated, choking so that his words could be barely understood.

"Must she be dragged into this--so sick, so weak a woman?
It would kill her, sir.

She loves me--she----" "Was she with you in Mr.Adams's study?
Did she see him lift the dagger against his own breast ?" "No." And with this denial the young man seemed to take new courage.
"She had fainted several moments previously, while the altercation between my brother and myself was at its height.