When Stowell was brought in to her she was shocked at the change in his appearance. He looked ten years older. His dark hair had become white about the temples and his eyes were full of a strange light.
"How he must have suffered," she thought, and an almost overpowering desire took possession of her to put her arms about him and comfort him.
He looked at her and the same thought and the same impulse came to him. But they were afraid of each other, and with the surging ocean of their love between them they stood apart, but trembling. At length, trying not to look into each other's faces, they began to speak.
"Fenella!"
"Victor!"
"You know why I have been sent for?"
"Yes, and that is why I want to speak to you before you see my father. There are things you ought to know."
"Yes?"
"Mr. Vondy, the jailer from Castle Rushen, was here two days ago, to be examined by the Governor, the Attorney-General and the Chief Constable."
"Did he say anything?"