"Yes; that meddling young fool of a Monteith is trying to find out about Verschoyle's death; if he is successful your sister is lost."
"Is she guilty?"
"For the second time, I say--I did not say so."
"Is she guilty?"
"Yes."
Carmela gave a cry and turned away; this answer parted her from Ronald for ever. In an instant Vassalla was at her side--she felt his hot breath on her cheek.
"But, I can save her, I can save her!" he said hurriedly,--"on one condition."
"And that?"
"Your hand," and he put his arm round her waist.
"Never!" She tore herself away with an indignant cry; "do you take me for hush money?"