"I am very tired, my dear," said Mr. Walker.
"You look tired. Come and sit down for a few minutes before you dress. Mary, get your father's slippers." Mary instantly ran to the door.
"Thanks, my darling," said the father. And then he whispered to his wife, as soon as Mary was out of hearing, "I fear that unfortunate man is guilty. I fear he is! I fear he is!"
"Oh, heavens! what will become of them?"
"What indeed? She has been with me to-day."
"Has she? And what could you say to her?"
"I told her at first that I could not see her, and begged her not to speak to me about it. I tried to make her understand that she should go to some one else. But it was of no use."
"And how did it end?"
"I asked her to go in to you, but she declined. She said you could do nothing for her."
"And does she think her husband guilty?"