"Are you sure the letter was written by her own hand? Do you know her handwriting?"
"Know her handwriting! Why?" Then he added, quietly, "Yes, I know her handwriting."
"But why do you think I shall be set at liberty in a week?"
"Because she will have a protector."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that to-day she is being married to Master Nicholas Tresidder."
"To-day?"
"Yes, to-day."
"Go away," I said—"go away, for the sake of God. I want to be alone to think."