"It was M.Raoul; and he travelled across from Plymouth in the ship with this M.Benest, who happened to get his exchange at about the same time.

It was clever of him to worm out the story--if, indeed, he did not invent it.

But that young man has genius for pathos." "I did not know that you corresponded." "Indeed, nor did I.He chose to write.

I may answer; and, again, I may not.

To tell you the truth, I have never been sure if we condemned him quite justly." Dorothea found herself able to look straight into the kindly old eyes.
"It was a beautiful story.