"I cannot help worrying still about Arthur.

You know you admitted last night that he had done something.

You saw how terribly frightened he was this morning, and how he kept on looking around as though he were afraid that he would see somebody whom he wished to avoid.
Oh! I don't want to worry you," she went on, "but I feel so terrified sometimes.

I feel that he must have done something--bad.
It was not an ordinary business trouble which took the life out of him so completely." "It was not," Laverick admitted at once.

"He has done something, I believe, quite foolish; but the matter is in my hands to arrange, and I think you can assure yourself that nothing will come of it." "Did you tell him so this morning ?" she asked eagerly.
"I did not," he answered.