His features were transformed, and he seemed almost as oblivious of the countless eyes upon him as she had been when she rose to testify for him in her self-forgetful enthusiasm.

As I observed this and the satisfaction with which Mr.Moffat scented this new witness,--a satisfaction which promised little consideration for her if she ever came upon the stand--I surrendered to fate.
Inwardly committing Carmel's future to the God who made her and who knew better than we the story of her life and what her fiery temper had cost her, I drew a piece of paper from my pocket, and, while the courtroom was slowly emptying, hastily addressed the following lines to Mr.Moffat who had lingered to have a few words with his colleague: "There is a witness in this building who can testify more clearly and definitely than Miss Fulton, that Arthur Cumberland, for all we have heard in seeming contradiction to the same, might have been on the golf-links at the time he swears to.

That witness is myself.
"ELWOOD RANELAGH." The time which elapsed between my passing over this note and his receiving and reading it, was to me like the last few moments of a condemned criminal.

How gladly would I have changed places with Arthur, and with what sensations of despair I saw flitting before me in my mind's eye, the various visions of Carmel's loveliness which had charmed me out of myself.

But the die had been cast, and I was ready to meet the surprised lawyer's look when his eve rose from the words I had written and settled steadily on my face.