Poor Raynal! he was my old comrade; he saved me from death, and not a soldier's death--drowning; and he was a better man than I am, or ever shall be.

Now he is dead, I can say these things.

If I had said them when he was alive, it would have been more to my credit." They all three went back towards the house; and on the way Rose told them all that had passed between the baroness and her.

When she came to the actual details of that conversation, to the words, and looks, and tones, Josephine's uneasiness rose to an overpowering height; she even admitted that further concealment would be very difficult.
"Better tell her than let her find out," said Rose.

"We must tell her some day." At last, after a long and agitated discussion, Josephine consented; but Rose must be the one to tell.