Reginald turned away. He could no longer endure so painful a spectacle. He had been long estranged from his father, and he had come home for the sake of obtaining justice from that father, for the sake of the innocent man who had suffered so unjustly and so terribly, and whom he loved as a second father. Yet here there was a spectacle which, if he had been a vengeful enemy, would have filled him with horror. One only feeling was present in his mind now to alleviate that horror, and this was a sense of profound relief that this terrible affliction had not been wrought by any action of his. He had no hand in it. It had come upon his father either as the gradual result of years of anxiety, or as the immediate effect of the sudden appearance of Dalton and his wife. But for these thoughts there was no leisure. His whole mind was filled with but one idea--his mother. In a few moments they were outside the room. The madman was left to himself, and Reginald questioned Leon about him. “I have heard all this before,” said Leon. “He came home very queer, and before a week was this way. I put him in there to keep him out of mischief. I feed him myself. No one else goes near him. I've had a doctor up, but he could do nothing. He has often talked in this way about trapping someone, but he never mentioned any name till today. He never did--I swear he never did. I swear I had no idea that he had reference to my--to Lady Dudleigh. I thought it was some crazy fancy about Mr. Dalton--some scheme of his for 'trapping' him. I did--I swear.” Such was Leon's statement, extorted from him by the fiercest of cross-questionings on the part of Reginald, accompanied by most savage threats. Leon, however, swore that he thought it referred to a scheme of his father's to “trap” Dalton, and shut him up in a mad-house. If it was true that no names had been mentioned, Reginald saw that it was quite possible that Leon might have supposed what he said, though his knowledge of his brother did not lead him to place any particular confidence in his statement, even when accompanied by an oath. It now remained to find out, without delay, the place which the madman had revealed. Reginald remembered it well: _Dr. Morton, Lichfield Asylum, Lichfield, Berks._ Leon also said that the same name had been always mentioned. There could not, therefore, be any mistake about this, and it only remained to find out where it was. Leon knew both the man and the place, and told all that he knew, not because he had a particle of affection for his mother, but because he wished to satisfy Reginald, so as to gain that freedom which his brother only could give him. He had been the intimate confidant of his father, and this Dr. Morton had been connected with them previously in another affair. He was therefore able to give explicit information about the place, and the quickest manner of reaching it. Reginald set off that very day.