"A vampire, or a mad witch, or something. Why the devil can't she come into the light and give us a fair chance?"
They heard the sound of heavy footsteps crunching the gravel; the gate opened and clashed again; there was nothing to be seen but darkness, nothing to be felt but the clean, fresh wind.
"You have guessed half my secret now, I fancy—the wrong half," said Roddick, with a harsh laugh. "Good night. I must go and find her."
CHAPTER XII. RELEASE.
As Griff was dressing, on the morning after his discovery of Roddick's secret, there flashed into his brain just a single word.
"Divorce!" he cried. "Why did I never think of that before? Why didn't Roddick suggest it last night? If only Strangeways will do it, we shall have our chance of happiness."
So wonderful was the thought of freedom that he scarcely paused to look on the darker side of the question, to realize what it would mean to Kate to be branded for life.
"You are looking better than I have seen you look for a week past," said Mrs. Lomax, when he came down to breakfast.