'I would leave you to-morrow,' continued I, 'and never again come under this roof, but for my child'-- I paused a moment to steady, my voice.
'What in the devil's name is this, Helen ?' cried he.

'What can you be driving at ?' 'You know perfectly well.

Let us waste no time in useless explanation, but tell me, will you-- ?' He vehemently swore he knew nothing about it, and insisted upon hearing what poisonous old woman had been blackening his name, and what infamous lies I had been fool enough to believe.
'Spare yourself the trouble of forswearing yourself and racking your brains to stifle truth with falsehood,' I coldly replied.

'I have trusted to the testimony of no third person.

I was in the shrubbery this evening, and I saw and heard for myself.' This was enough.