"My friend, Mme. Barnier," continued Louis, "has not been able to leave St. Denis, where she took refuge at the time of the inundation. A violent affection of the muscular system obliges her to keep her bed. I learned this morning from a letter that she was worse, and wished to see me immediately. I went to St. Denis. On my way back this evening on foot, I met Durand not three hundred steps from the mill. I cannot say he was waiting for me, but am inclined to think so. When he perceived me by the light of the moon, a gleam of fury lighted up his features. I had no weapon of defence. He, as usual, carried a strong, knotty cane in his hand. "'Where is Madeleine?' said he. "'At my sister's,' I replied. In fact, I had sent her there with a letter of recommendation. "'Why did you send her away?' "'Because I wished to withdraw her from your criminal pursuit.' "'Criminal?... How was my pursuit criminal? I wished to marry her.' "'You have not the right.' "'What do you say? I haven't a right to marry?' "'No, you have not. You are married already.' "'It is false.' "'I have the proof in my possession--a letter from your wife.' Then I told him what I knew of his history, and ended thus: 'You have hitherto gone from one crime to another. It is time for you to reform. Promise to begin a new life, and I pledge my word to keep what I know to myself.' "'I promise--humble myself--and to you!... There is one man too many in the world, you or I. By heaven! this must be ended.' "I heard no more. Before I could ward off the blow, he hit me, causing the wound you see on my head. Then he continued striking me with diabolical fury. I could not defend myself, but called for help. Two men heard me in the mill, and came running with all their might. As soon as Durand saw them, he fled I know not where. I beg he may not be pursued; the crime is too serious." Louis had ended his account. "Monsieur," said Mr. Smithson, "you have been strangely unfortunate since you came here. It has all arisen from a misunderstanding. I distrusted you. I was wrong. You have a noble heart. I see it now. What you have said explains many things I did not understand. You have been odiously calumniated, monsieur! Now that we have come to an understanding, promise not to leave me. I will go further: forgive me." Louis was affected to tears, and could not reply. "And now, monsieur," said Mr. Smithson, "can I render you any service?" "I wish my father and sister to be cautiously informed of what has happened to me." "I will go myself," said Mr. Smithson, "and give them an account of your unfortunate adventure. You may rely on my making the communication with all the discretion you could wish. Will to-morrow be soon enough?" "Oh! yes. To go this evening would made them think me in great danger."