Alison paused, and lifted his head. "Why did you come here with Miss Forest?" he asked in a cutting tone. "Henry, I beg you----" "Why did you come here with Miss Forest?" repeated Alison, but this time a repressed fury pulsed through his voice. "To look after a family affair!" Henry laughed bitterly. "Spare yourself this deception. I now know all!" "Then you know more than I!" declared Atkins gravely. "I at least only half understood that scene. This Fernow--well, his sentiment scarce needed expression, he betrayed it plainly enough; but why Miss Jane, at sight of him, shrank back horrified as if she had seen a ghost, is incomprehensible to me." "And to me also," said Alison with icy scorn. "One is not usually frightened at sight of anything reached at last after such a painful effort." Atkins frowned. "It is fortunate that Miss Jane does not hear you; she would never forgive you this suspicion. You ought to know her too well to suppose she would start out on a mere aimless adventure, and now you accuse her with a contempt for all the proprieties and moralities, with having come here in pursuit of a man almost a stranger. Do you believe this of Miss Forest? Fie, Henry!" Alison remained immovable at this reproach; but the old, chilling irony was in his voice, as he replied: "I know that Miss Forest would die sooner than make the slightest advance of this kind to me; but, well this is not the first time that a woman's pride has been annihilated before a pair of dreamy blue eyes like these." "You are going too far!" cried Atkins, indignantly. "I promised to be silent, but in answer to accusations like this, Jane herself ought to speak, and if she will not speak, I will! Well then, we are seeking some one here in France; we are in pursuit of a man, but this man is not named Fernow, and does not offer you the least occasion for jealousy. He bears Miss Forest's name and is her brother!" "Her brother?" repeated Alison in bewildered surprise. "Yes!" And Atkins now began in a brief, lucid way, to tell the young man all; of Mr. Forest's dying request, of the trace found in Hamburg, and of the subsequent investigations, up to the time of their departure from N. Alison listened in silence for a moment, he seemed to breathe more freely, but his brow remained clouded. "You are right," he said, "I believe you now; that meeting was not pre-arranged." Atkins gazed at him in speechless astonishment. And was this all? He had expected another reception of his tidings. "You seem to quite forget, Henry, how nearly this matter concerns you," he said impressively. "If, as we have reason to believe, this young Mr. Forest lives; if we find him, as we hope to do, it will cost you half the fortune you expect with your bride." "Ah, is that so?" muttered Alison. "And I would give the other half if she had never set foot on this German soil!"