"Where are you going?" Edith asked, timidly, something in his expression frightening her.
"To the station-house where these people are said to be. I must know the truth."
Then, after the hesitation of a moment, he turned to Mr. Pryor, remarking:
"Do not distress yourself further about Neil Lowell until I see you again. If the article contained in that paper is true I can take you to him within the hour."
"What do you mean?"
"I cannot tell you now. There is a mysterious something that makes me horribly afraid that I shall find it all too true, but until my return I can say nothing!"
"Why cannot I accompany you? You surely know that you can trust me!"
"With all my heart! Come, if you will."
Lynde bent his head and kissed his cousin. With an impulse that she could scarcely understand she reached up and placed her arms about his neck.
"Something tells me that you will not find it false, dear," she said, gently, "and, notwithstanding the sorrow that it will bring upon that unfortunate woman, I cannot regret it. But if it should prove true, I feel convinced that that woman will try to hold you to the promise that you have made her by pleading the cause of her love. Promise me that you will not listen to her, Lynde!"