Miss Armytage saw and understood, and sorrowed for Sir Terence.

She must restrain his wife from adding to his present anguish.

Yet, "How could you, Terence! Oh, how could you!" cried her ladyship, and so gave way to tears, easier than words to express such natures.
"Because I loved you, I suppose," he answered on a note of bitter self-mockery.

"That was the justification I should have given had I been asked; that was the justification I accounted sufficient." "But then," she cried, a new horror breaking on her mind--"if this is discovered--Terence, what will become of you ?" He turned and came slowly back until he stood beside her.

Facing now the inevitable, he recovered some of his calm.
"It must be discovered," he said quietly.