If I fail"-- he spoke with an assumed lightness--"it is only one more grave among the hills.

If I succeed, the Cabinet is saved, and with it the destiny of England." "Oh, Mr.Powers," cried Angela, rising and advancing towards him, "how splendid! How noble! No reward will be too great for you." "My reward," said Powers, and as he spoke he reached out and clasped both of the girl's hands in his own, "yes, my reward.

May I come and claim it here ?" For a moment he looked straight into her eyes.

In the next he was gone, and Angela was alone.
"His reward!" she murmured.

"What could he have meant?
His reward that he is to claim.