I turned to him.
"Indeed! Who may he be?"
"His name is Tennant--Thomas Tennant. I hope they'll hang the brute, upon my soul I do."
Sir Haselton struck in--
"I am briefed by the Treasury to prosecute. If the man's guilty, it will be a positive pleasure to have a hand in sending him to the gallows."
As I was endeavouring to grasp the drift of what it was that they were saying, I saw that Archie Beaupré was staring at us through the drawing-room window.
[BOOK III.--THE WOMAN.]
(The Story as told by Mrs. Carruth.)