hen the
door burst open suddenly and Miriam ran in, and behind her came
McDowell. Oh, I never heard a man swear as McDowell swore when he found
you had gone, and Miriam flung herself on the floor at my feet and
buried her head in my lap.

"McDowell tramped up and down, and at last he turned to me as if he was
going to eat me, and he fairly shouted, 'Do you know--THAT CURSED FOOL
DIDN'T KILL JUDGE KIRKSTONE!'"

There was a pause in which Keith's brain reeled. And Mary Josephine
went on, as quietly as though she were talking about that evening's
sunset:

"Of course, I knew all along, from what you had told me about John
Keith, that he wasn't what you would call a murderer. You see, John, I
had learned to LOVE John Keith. It was the other thing that horrified
me! In the fight, that night, Judge Kirkstone wasn't badly hurt, just
stunned. Peter Kirkstone and his father were always quarreling. Peter
wanted money, and his father wouldn't give it to him. It seems
impossible,--what happened then. But it's true. After you were gone,
PETER KIRKSTONE KILLED HIS FATHER THAT HE MIGHT INHERIT THE ESTATE! And
then he laid the crime on you!"

"My God!" breathed Keith. "Mary--Mary Josephine--how do you know?"

"Peter Kirkstone was terribly burned in the fire. He died that night,
and before he died he confessed. That was the power Shan Tung held over
Miriam. He knew. And Miriam was to pay the price that would save her
brother from the hangman."

"And that," whispered Keith, as if to himself, "was why she was so
interested in John Keith."

He looked away into the shimmering distance of the night, and for a
long time both were silent. A woman had found happiness. A man's soul
had come out of darkness into light.

THE END

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