"Perhaps! But it was not to my interest to tell you the truth."
"I don't wonder at that," said Claude bitterly. "You were afraid of the law."
"Perhaps," said Hilliston again. "On the other hand I may not be so guilty as you think me. You will find the truth in that paper."
He pointed toward the table, and the eyes of all immediately turned in that direction, while Hilliston moved toward the door.
"Having fulfilled the promise I made to my dead wife, I now take my leave," he said quietly. "I will never see any of you again, and some day you may learn that you have misjudged me. Good-by."
He opened the door, but before he could pass through Denis sprang forward.
"My sister?" he said, with an indignant look in his eyes.
"I am about to repair the wrong I did her," replied the lawyer gravely. "By to-morrow she will be my wife."