"You lost a prayer-book in this Square yesterday, madam."
"Yes."
"You offer twenty guineas reward for it."
"Yes."
"Please to look at this one."
Helen examined it, and said with joy it was hers.
Arthur was thunderstruck. He could not believe his senses.
"Let me look at it," said he.
His eyes went at once to the writing.
He turned as pale as death and stood petrified.