"Just as sure as I was in the other case. The deed is the most black and damning that I have ever known; and if I had before been an infidel I should be converted by the knowledge that such an incarnate scoundrel must roast in torment!" "And what am I to do?" asked the girl, with that helpless and irresolute air which is so pitiable. "Heaven help us both! I do not know!" was the reply, with the proud head drooping lower on the breast than it should ever have been bowed by any feeling except devotion. "I cannot remain here after this!" she said. "Can you not take me away--do something for me? Does the--do the same obstacles stand in your way that stood there two years ago?" "No--not the same, but worse!" answered the lawyer, bitterly. "Oh, there never was a child so helpless as I am at this moment. I have wealth, but I cannot use it for your benefit without exposing you to final and complete ruin in public opinion. And for myself--poor Eleanor, I pity you, God knows I do, but I pity myself still worse. I came to tell you that I am going away this very day,--that I shall not again set foot within my father's house--perhaps never again while I live,--that my spirit is crushed and my heart broken." "What has happened? tell me! The old trouble, Carlton?" asked the young girl, in a tone of true commiseration. "Yes, the old trouble, and worse!" was the reply, followed by a rapid relation of the events of the morning, and concluding with these hopeless words: "An hour since, I parted with the woman I loved and hoped to make my own. To-morrow my name may be a scoff and a by-word in the mouth of every man who knows me. I cannot and will not meet this shame, which is not hidden like your own, but will be blown abroad by the breath of thousands of personal acquaintances, and perhaps made the subject of jest in the public newspapers. Think how those who have hated and perhaps feared me--criminals whom I have brought to justice and thieves whom I have foiled in their plunderings,--will gloat over the knowledge that I can trouble them no more--that I have fallen lower, in the public eye, than they have ever been! I am going away, where no man who has ever looked upon my face and known it, can look upon it again!" The tone in which Carlton Brand spoke was one of utter despondency and abandonment. There was nothing of the sharp, vigorous ring of that speech which contains and declares a purpose: the words fell stolid and lifeless as hung the head and drooped the arms of the utterer in her presence with whom he held a sad community of disgrace.