CHAPTER XXI.
DOCTOR DANTON'S GOOD WORKS.
The two women stood in the bleak twilight looking at each other--Agnes with piteous, imploring eyes, Kate dazed and hopelessly bewildered.
"My brother's wife!" she repeated.

"You! Agnes Darling!" "Oh, dear Miss Danton, have pity on me! Let me see him.

Let me tell him I am innocent, and that I love him with my whole heart.

Don't cast me off! Don't despise me! Indeed, I am not the guilty creature he thinks me!" "Agnes, wait," Kate said, holding out her hand.

"I am so confounded by this revelation that I hardly know what to do or say.