"Ye see, it's just this way--" "Ah, _pardon_!" interrupted Duprez briskly.

"Our dear Sandy is an excellent talker, but he is a little slow.

Thus it is, _mon cher_ Errington.

This gentleman named Gueldmar had a most lovely wife--a mysterious lady, with an evident secret.

The beautiful one was never seen in the church or in any town or village; she was met sometimes on hills, by rivers, in valleys, carrying her child in her arms.