neck: she leaned against him confidently, and there was a look on her face that Hepworth had never seen there before.
Verrell had told Elisabeth all that had taken place between him and Hepworth. But he had resolved while he waited for the latter to tell her something more, and he was beginning this difficult task when Hepworth came up behind them. Hepworth caught the first words. "Elisabeth," said Verrell, "there is something that I must tell you. My dear, we have to begin our life again, and it will be hard—"
"Oh," she said, "as if I cared, now that I have got you back, Walter! We will go somewhere, far away, and we will be happy—happy, my dear, as we used to be."
"Yes," he said, "but I must tell you, dear, before we go—"
Hepworth seized the situation at a glance. Verrell was going to tell his wife that he had deceived her as to his innocence. The thought flashed rapidly through his mind—
