Gerald rose, and became serious. "I did so to save my wife from an attack of brain fever," he said gravely. "Think of what that trial meant to a girl who had never faced such a throng of people." "Oh, Gerald, there was the Belver Theatre." "I am sure the people in the court were a better audience," said Mrs. Pelham Odin, using her fan, "and after all, the trial was a mere form. You were proved to be quite sane by those two nice doctors, and perfectly innocent, when the evidence was given as to Mrs. Berch's verbal confession. I read all about it in the papers. You were made quite a heroine, Mavis, and as I like heroines I expected you to come and tell me all about it. Instead of which," added the actress, returning to her grievance, "you went quietly to the Continent." "To Switzerland," said Haskins, slipping his arm around Mavis' waist. "There we passed a happy time, and Mavis recovered from the shock of all these dreadful things. We never talk of them now." "I am very sorry to," said Mrs. Pelham Odin obstinately, "but I must know what has become of everyone. Major Rebb, I understand, is in South America?" "Yes. He could not face the court, and so he bolted. No one went after him, as of course he knew nothing about the murder, and Mavis did not prosecute him for his behavior to her." "Geary--that terrible Uncle Tom's Cabin person?" "He ran away also. I expect he is with Rebb now. I must say Rebb did not treat him well, trying to fix the guilt on him. Perhaps he's given Rebb the go-by on that account, and is now in Jamaica with another wife." "Where is his English one?" "In Barnstaple, with her coffee-colored children. Mavis allows her a small income." "I am so sorry for her," said Mrs. Haskins apologetically. "I am sorry for anyone who is unhappily married." "Well, you and Charity have married good men." "But poor men," said Gerald, smiling. Mrs. Pelham Odin shook her fan at him. "I could mention the Continent again," she said, smiling, "but as it was necessary that Mavis should have peace and quiet after all her trials, poor dear, I forgive the apparent rudeness. What are you going to do now?" "We are going to repair the Pixy's House and live there." Mrs. Pelham Odin gave a little scream. "Then don't ask me to come and see you. Two murders--for Mrs. Berch murdered her daughter as well as that poor Italian woman--and three corpses. Ugh! Why, the house will be haunted." "Not at all," said Gerald tartly. "We can live there with a clear conscience, and the evil influence of the place will depart when good people dwell there." "Meaning yourself, my dear boy. How modest!" "I was rather thinking of Mavis, with her pure mind and----" "There, there!" Mrs. Pelham Odin got rather restive, as she didn't like to hear any woman but herself complimented. "You are a six months' old husband----" "I shall be a lover all my life." And Gerald kissed his wife. "My Fairy Prince." And Mavis kissed Gerald.