"You don't mean that you intend to take your .... No, no, that is impossible. Think of your father."
Stowell did not speak for a moment. Then he said,
"I saw him last night, Fenella."
"Who?"
"My father. I was thinking of that as a way out of all this miserable wrong-doing, when he came to warn me."
"How he must have suffered," thought Fenella.
"But perhaps you think it was only a delusion?"
"Indeed no! If the spirits of our dear ones may not come back to speak to us in our times of temptation...."
"But my father was not the only one who spoke to me last night, Fenella."
"Who else did, Victor?"