"_Your_ love! Think you, vile miscreant, I would have the base semblance of affection from such a polluted thing as you? No, sir! Now that I see your depravity, worlds would not tempt me to wed you, degraded as I am! How I have remained blinded so long is a mystery I cannot solve, in the overwhelming light of this hour. Thank God, I am even with you!--Yes, thank Him from the bottom of my heart! You have deceived me, but in this instance I am not behind you. Ellen Walton left this house as pure as she entered it! Think you I had no object in all my restrictions of time, of secrecy and darkness? I had. One hour in the society of Miss Walton, convinced me of her unsullied purity, and another of your baseness. I resolved to save her at all hazards; and I did. My only regret _now_ is, that I made myself the victim instead of her!" "H--ll and furies!" "Even, am I not?" "May the devil take you!" "Better take care of the old fellow yourself; and of woman's wit, too!" "I'll have my revenge yet. I'll swear that I did stay the night with Ellen, despite your treachery." "It will do you no good. My sister gave the young lady an attested certificate, stating that she passed the whole time with her, the two together, that the door to their room was locked, and that they were undisturbed during the night.--Nothing like a 'woman's wit!'" [Illustration: "And drawing a pistol, which some freak had caused her to conceal in her dress, she made it ready, and, with her finger on the trigger, aimed it at his heart."--See page 29.] "I curse you! Vile, treacherous--" "Spare your epithets, inhuman monster! or, by the heavens above us, you leave not this spot alive!" And drawing a pistol, which some freak had caused her to conceal in her dress, she made it ready, and, with her finger on the trigger, aimed it at his heart. Like all villains of his caste, he was a coward, and trembled with quaking fear before the flashing eye and resolute look of the excited girl. "Now, vile, degraded, polluted _thing_! you go from my presence never to return. Hold! not just yet, I have a parting word to say before you leave. I confess, with self-abasement, that I once loved you, and with deep humiliation, amounting to agony, that that love was the cause of my ruin. The vail is now torn from my eyes, and I behold you as you are, a corrupted, debased, unfeeling demon, in the human form; and I would not even touch you with my finger's end, so deep is my detestation and abhorrence of your depravity! Aye, sir, even for _me_ your very touch is defiling! But if ever you whisper a word concerning the relation you once sustained toward _me_, be it but so loud as your breath, I will as surely destroy you as I now stand before you! Remember and beware! for I call God, and angels, and earth to witness this my vow! One so lost as _you_, shall not couple _my_ name with his!" She paused a moment, as if to collect her energies for a last effort, and then continued: