The father's head was slowly lowered and his hands moved in the slightest gesture of dumb confession.
A half-articulate, maniac cry and the boy grasped him with trembling hands, screaming in his face:
"God in Heaven, let me keep my reason for just a moment!—So—you—are—Helen's——"
The bowed head sank lower.
"Father!"
Tom reeled, and fell into a chair with a groan:
"Lord have mercy on my lost soul!"
Norton solemnly lifted his eyes:
"God's full vengeance has fallen at last! You have married your own——"
The boy sprang to his feet covering his face: