o so; and when she
perceived there would be but a shabby and tardy restoration for him
socially, she advised him to shake off the dust of his feet from
Monk-Rawdon, and begin life in some more civilized place. And in order
that he might do so, she induced Lord Surrey to get him a very excellent
civil appointment in Calcutta."

"Then he is going to India?"

"He is probably now on the way there. He sold the Mostyn estate----"

"I can hardly believe it."

"He sold it to John Thomas Rawdon. John Thomas told me it belonged to
Rawdon until the middle of the seventeenth century, and he meant to have
it back. He has got it."

"Miss Sadler must be a witch."

"She is a sensible, practical woman, who knows how to manage men.
She has soothed Mostyn's wounded pride with appreciative flattery and
stimulated his ambition. She has promised him great things in India, and
she will see that he gets them."

"He must be completely under her control."

"She will never let him call his soul his own, but she will manage
his affairs to perfection. And Dora is forever rid of that wretched
influence. The man can never again come between her and her love; never
again come between her and happiness. There will be the circumference of
the world as a barrier."

"There will be Jane Sadler as a barrier. She will be sufficient. The
Woman Between will annihilate The Man Between. Dora is now safe. What
will she do with herself?"

"She will come back to New York and be a social power. She is young,
beautiful, rich, and her father has tremendous financial influence.
Social affairs are ruled by finance. I should not wonder to see her in
St. Jude's, a devotee and eminent for good works."

"And if Basil Stanhope should return?"

"Poor Basil--he is dead."

"How do you know that?"

"What DO you mean, Tyrrel?"

"Are you sure Basil is dead? What proof have you?"

"You must be dreaming! Of course he is dead! His friend came and told me
so--told me everything."

"Is that all?"

"There were notices in the papers."

"Is that all?"

"Mr. Denning must have known it when he stopped divorce proceedings."

"Doubtless he believed it; he wished to do so."

"Tyrrel, tell me what you mean."

"I always wondered about his death rather than believed in it. Basil had
a consuming sense of honor and affection for the Church and its sacred
offices. He would have died willingly rather than drag them into
the mire of a divorce court. When the fear became