But I see a way, a possible way.

I only see it this moment; but whether it be for good or evil I cannot tell." "Will it save us ?" she asked eagerly.
"All of us," he replied.

"This stranger, whose corpse I have just left--nobody knows him, and he has no friends to trouble about him--shall I give to him my name, and bury him as myself?
Then I shall be dead to all the world, Felicita; dead even to you; but you will be saved.

I too shall be safe in the grave, for death covers all sins.

Even old Clifford will be satisfied by my death." "Could it be done ?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes," he said; "if you consent it shall be done.