But in the room the settee puzzled me.

And again I was troubled--greatly troubled." "Yes, I saw that." "And not you alone," said Hanaud, with a smile.

"Do you remember that loud cry Wethermill gave when we returned to the room and once more I stood before the settee?
Oh, he turned it off very well.

I had said that our criminals in France were not very gentle with their victims, and he pretended that it was in fear of what Mlle.

Celie might be suffering which had torn that cry from his heart.