If she had mistaken the significance of the old gentleman's message and the man who haunted her thoughts had been arrested, the case might be reported.

She scanned the police news anxiously; but there was no report, and she was laying the paper down when her eye caught a familiar name in a paragraph.

She read the few lines in a kind of stupor, with a sense of unreality; and when she had finished reading she stood with the paper gripped in her hand, and staring stupidly before her.
The paragraph ran thus:-- "We regret to announce the death of Mr.William Bishop, the well-known antiquarian, which occurred suddenly at his country residence early this morning." Slowly through her stupor broke the realization that she had been thrust back into the ranks of the unemployed, that only a few shillings stood between her and utter destitution..