"What is the use of fencing in this way?" cried Bocaros roughly. "I am sure that my guess is correct. I was certain after what you let slip to Jasher, and----"
"She has been a good mistress to me," said Emily, crying.
"Because she chose to. But she is a hard and cruel woman!"
"She's all that. She would kill me, did she know that I told."
"Bah! Once in the hands of the law she can do nothing. Come, Emily, my dear wife that is to be, tell me. She was in town."
"Yes," confessed Emily. Then, having taken the leap, she hurried on: "I will tell you all now, but mind you keep your promise. If you don't, I will deny everything; and you can't do without me."
The professor kissed her hand gravely. "I have no wish to do without you, my dear," he said. "Go on; tell me all."
"When we were at the seaside," said Miss Doon, sitting down again, "I noticed that the mistress was worried. She got worse and worse, and always quarrelled with her husband."
"Was he with her all the time?"
"Yes. On the twenty-fourth----"