ch to say as to the glories of the ball. His mind was devoted at
present to the coming trial. And indeed, in a more open and energetic
manner, so was the mind of Captain Clayton. "This will be the last
holiday for me," he had said to Edith at the ball, "before the great
day comes off for Patrick Carroll, Esq. It's all very well for a man
once in a way, but there should not be too much of it."

"You have not to complain deeply of yourself on that head."

"I have had my share of fun in the world," he said; "but it grows
less as I grow older. It is always so with a man as he gets into his
work. I think my hair will grow grey very soon, if I do not succeed
in having Mr. Carroll locked up for his life."

"Do you think they will convict him?"

"I think they will? I do think they will. We have got one of the
men who is ready to swear that he assisted him in pulling down the
gates."

"Which of the men?" she asked.

"I will tell you because I trust you as my very soul. His own
brother, Terry, is the man. Pat, it seems, is a terrible tyrant
among his own friends, and Terry is willing to turn against him, on
condition that a passage to America be provided for him. Of course
he is to have a free pardon for himself. We do want one man to
corroborate your brother's evidence. Your brother no doubt was not
quite straight at first."

"He lied," said Edith. "When you and I talk about it together, we
should tell the simple truth. We have pardoned him his lie;--but he
lied."

"We have now the one man necessary to confirm his testimony."

"But he is the brother."

"No doubt. But in such a case as this anything is fair to get at the
truth. And we shall employ no falsehoods. This younger Carroll was
instigated by his brother to assist him in the deed. And he was seen
by your brother to be one of those who assisted. It seems to me to be
quite right."

"It is very terrible," Edith said.

"Yes; it is terrible. A brother will have to swear against a brother,
and will be bribed to do it. I know what will be said to me very
well. They have tried to shoot me down like a rat; but I mean to get
the better of them. And when I shall have succeeded in removing Mr.
Pat Carroll from his present sphere of life, I shall have a second
object of ambition before me. Mr. Lax is another gentleman whom I
wish to remove. Three times he has shot at me, but he has not hit me
yet."

From that time forth there had certainly been no more dances for
Ca