Everything points so indisputably to your guilt.
The note which you say you wrote to Carmel to meet you at the station looks very much more like one to Miss Cumberland to meet you at the club-house." It was thus I first learned which part of this letter had been burned off.[1] [Footnote :1 It was the top portion, leaving the rest to read: _"Come, come my darling, my life.

She will forgive when all is done.
Hesitation will only undo us.

To-night at 10:30.

I shall never marry any one but you."_ It was also evident that I had failed to add those expressions of affection linked to Carmel's name which had been in my mind and awakened my keenest apprehension.] "Otherwise," he pursued, "what could have taken her there?
Everybody who knew her will ask that.

Such a night! so soon after seeing you! It is a mystery any way, but one entirely inconceivable without some such excuse for her.