Then, one night when I was hardly sane, I told a man, Bunning--a queer odd creature who was the last kind of person to be told.

He, in a fit of mad self-sacrifice, told Rupert that _he'd_ killed Carfax, and then of course it was all over.
"I suddenly yielded.

It was as though God caught me and held me.

I saw Him, I heard Rim--yesterday--in the middle of the football.

I know that it was so.