We little know what the future may hold.

And to-day I am thankful to have that evidence to rebut this charge." "Your lordship is indeed to be congratulated," Mr.Templeton agreed.
"You are thus in a position to clear yourself of even a shadow of suspicion." "You fool!" cried she who until that hour had been Countess of Ostermore, turning fiercely upon Mr.Templeton.

"You fool!" "Madam, this is not seemly," cried the second secretary, with awkward dignity.
"Seemly, idiot ?" she stormed at him.

"I swear, as I've a soul to be saved, that in spite of all this, I know that man to be a traitor and a Jacobite--that it was the letter from the king he sought, whatever he may pretend to have found." Mr.Templeton looked at her in sorrow, for all that in her overwrought condition she insulted him.

"Madam, you might swear and swear, and yet no one would believe you in the face of the facts that have come to light." "Do you believe me ?" she demanded angrily.
"My beliefs can matter nothing," he compromised, and made her a valedictory bow.