"Ah no! That wasn't his doing," said Kelly, paused a moment, then plunged valiantly at the truth. "That was mine. I thought so meself--foul swine as ye may very well call me. Kieff told me so--the liar; and I--like a blasted fool--believed it. At least, no, I didn't right at the heart of me, Mrs. Ranger. I knew what ye were, just the same as I know now. But I'd seen ye look into his eyes when ye begged him off the brandy-bottle, and I knew the friendship between ye wasn't just the ordinary style of thing; no more is it. But it was that devil Kieff that threw the mud. I found him waiting that night when I got back. He was waiting for Burke, he said; and his story was that he and Vreiboom had seen the pair of ye eloping. I nearly murdered him at the time. Faith, I wish I had!" ended Kelly pathetically, with tears in his eyes. "It would have stopped a deal of mischief both now and hereafter." "Never mind!" said Sylvia gently. "You couldn't tell. You hadn't known me more than a few hours." "It was long enough!" vowed Kelly. "Anyway, Burke ought to have known better. He's known you longer than that." "He has never known me," she said quietly. "Of course he believed the story." "He doesn't believe it now," said Kelly quickly. A little quiver went over her face. "Perhaps not. I don't know what he believes, or what he will believe when he finds the money gone. That is what I want to prevent--if only I can prevent it. It is Guy's only chance. What he did was done wickedly enough, but it was at a time of great excitement, when he was not altogether master of himself. But unless it can be undone, he will go right down--and never come up again. Oh, don't you see--" a sudden throb sounded in her tired voice--"that if once Burke knows of this, Guy's fate is sealed? There is no one else to help him. Besides,--it wasn't all his own doing. It was Kieff's. And away from Kieff, he is so different." "Ah! But how to get him away from Kieff!" said Kelly. "The fellow's such a damn' blackguard. Once he takes hold, he never lets go till he's got his victim sucked dry." Sylvia shuddered. "Can't you do anything?" she said. Kelly looked at her with his honest kindly eyes, "If it were me, Mrs. Ranger," he said, "I should tell me husband the whole truth--and--let him deal with it." She shook her head instantly. "It would be the end of everything for Guy. Even if Burke let him off, he could never come back to us. It would be as bad as sending him to prison--or even worse." "Not it!" said Kelly. "You don't trust Burke. It's a pity. He's such a fine chap. But look here, I'll do me best, I'll get hold of young Guy and make him disgorge. How much did the young ruffian take?" "I don't know. That's the hopeless part of it. That is why I must see him myself."