“What man are you?” cried Maud. “You groan—wherefore? Have you lost all you loved?”
“I have,” said Gray, with a groan, as he thought of his money.
Maud crept up the steps till she came close to him, and then laying her shrivelled hand upon his arm, she said,—
“I know you now—I know you.”
“Know me?” faltered Gray, making an effort to pass her on the steps.
“Yes. Where, and how, and when we meet I shall soon think, but I know you.”
Gray felt a little alarmed at this speech, and he replied,—
“You are mistaken, I am poor and destitute. We have never meet before.”
“Poor and destitute? Hast ever felt the pang of hunger as I have?”
“I feel them now.”