one how I came in possession of that key." And sitting again, she locked her hands in fixed resolve before her.
I rose in my turn and paced the floor, the fang of an unreasoning jealousy striking deep into my heart.
"Mr. Raymond, if the worst should come, and all who love me should plead on bended knees for me to tell, I will never do it."
"Then," said I, determined not to disclose my secret thought, but equally resolved to find out if possible her motive for this silence, "you desire to defeat the cause of justice."
She neither spoke nor moved.
"Miss Leavenworth," I now said, "this determined shielding of another at the expense of your own good name is no doubt generous of you; but your friends and the lovers of truth and justice cannot accept such a sacrifice."
She started haughtily. "Sir!" she said.
"If you will not assist us," I went on calmly, but determinedly, "we must do without your aid. After the scene I have just witnessed above; after the triumphant conviction which you have forced upon me, not only of your innocence, but your horror of the crime and its consequences, I should feel myself less than a man if I did not sacrifice even your own good opinion, in urging your cause, and clearing your character from this foul aspersion."
Again that heavy silence.
"What do you propose to do?" she asked, at last.
Crossing the room, I stood before her. "I propose to relieve you utterly and forever from suspicion, by finding out and revealing to the world the true culprit."
I expected to see her recoil, so positive had I become
