at last
by saying:

"Are these all the facts you have to give me?"

She started, cast him a quick look, bowed her head, and replied:

"Yes."

There was something in the tone of this assertion that made him repeat
his question.

"Are these _all_ the facts you have to give me?"

Her answer came ringing and emphatic now.

"Yes," she avowed--"all."

With a look of relief, slowly smoothing out the deep furrows of his
brow, Mr. Orcutt, for the second time, walked thoughtfully away in
evident consultation with his own thoughts. This time he was gone so
long, the suspense became almost intolerable to Imogene. Feeling that
she could endure it no longer, she followed him at last, and laid her
hand upon his arm.

"Speak," she impetuously cried. "Tell me what you think; what I have to
expect."

But he shook his head.

"Wait," he returned; "wait till the Grand Jury has brought in a bill of
indictment. It will, doubtless, be against one of these two men; but I
must know which, before I can say or do any thing."

"And do you think there can be any doubt about which of these two it
will be?" she inquired, with sudden emotion.

"There is always doubt," he rejoined, "about any thing or every thing a
body of men may do. This is a very remarkable case, Imogene," he
resumed, with increased sombreness; "the most remarkable one, perhaps,
that has ever come under my observation. What the Grand Jury will think
of it; upon which party, Mansell or Hildreth, the weight of their
suspicion will fall, neither I nor Ferris, nor any other man, can
prophesy with any assurance. The evidence against both is, in so far as
we know, entirely circumstantial. That you believe Mr. Mansell to be the
guilty party----"

"Believe!" she murmured; "I know it."

"That you _believe_ him to be the guilty party," the wary lawyer
pursued, as if he had not heard her "does not imply that they will
believe it too. Hildreth comes of a bad stock, and his late attempt at
suicide tells wonderfully against him; yet, the facts you have to give
in Mansell's disfavor are strong also, and Heaven only knows what the
upshot will be. However, a few weeks will determine all that, and
then----" Pausing, he looked at her, and, as he did so, the austerity
and self-command of the lawyer vanished out of sight, and the passionate
gleam of a fierce and overmastering love shone again in his eyes. "And
then," he cried, "then we will see what Tremont Orcutt can do to bring
o