'Mirelle, tell me—do you believe that he wilfully destroyed himself?'
'I do.'
'For what reason? There were no money troubles?'
'None whatever.'
'Why, then, did he commit suicide?'
She was silent. She could not explain. He considered for a while, and then said, 'How is it that there had been such an estrangement between you from the beginning? I understand he left you the day after the marriage, and did not return till that day which ended in his death. This is very mysterious, and points to some great cause of trouble between you. Did he love you?'
'Indeed he did. Too well.'
'Did you love him?'
She did not answer, but her head sank on her bosom.
'Tell me, Mirelle—is it true that he wrote to you the night of his death? I heard a report to that effect.'