"Ah, no! There is no more!"
"Yes there is. Listen. There is a reason why the story could not be true, why it is absolutely impossible that it should be true."
"Impossible?" She looked up suddenly. "You cannot say that."
"Yes I can," he answered. "We have seen the last of John Darche. He will never come back."
"Never?" cried Marion. "Never at all? What do you mean?"
"Never, in this world," Brett answered gravely.
She seized his arm with sudden energy and looked into his face.
"What? No—it cannot be true! Oh, do not deceive me, for the love of Heaven!"
"John Darche is dead."
"Dead!" In the pause that followed, she pressed her hand to her side as though she could not draw breath.