nally, after the uncomfortable hours, they arrived at Calais and
went to the boat.

Here Zara seemed to grow anxious again and on the alert, and, stepping
forward, asked Higgins to inquire if there was a telegram for her,
addressed to the ship. But there was not, and she subsided once more
quietly and sat in their cabin.

Tristram did not even attempt to play the part of the returning
bridegroom beyond the ordinary seeing to her comfort about which he had
never failed; he left her immediately and remained for all the voyage on
deck.

And when they reached Dover Zara's expectancy showed again, but it was
not until they were just leaving the station that a telegram was thrust
through the window and he took it from the boy, while he could not help
noticing the foreign form of address. And a certainty grew in his brain
that it was "that same cursed man!"

He watched her face as she read it, and noticed the look of relief as,
quite unconscious of his presence, his bride absently spread the paper
out. And although deliberately to try and see what was written was not
what he would ever have done, his eyes caught the signature, "Mimo,"
before he was aware of it.

Mimo--that was the brute's name!

And what could he say or do? They were not really husband and wife, and
as long as she did nothing to disgrace the Tancred honor he had no valid
reason for questions or complaints.

But he burnt with suspicion, and jealousy, and pain.

Then he thought over what Francis Markrute had said the first evening,
when he had agreed to the marriage. He remembered how he had not felt it
would be chivalrous or honorable to ask any questions, once he had
blindly gone the whole length and settled she should be his; but how
Francis had gratuitously informed him that she had been an immaculate
wife until a year ago, and married to an unspeakable brute.

He knew the financier very well, and knew that he was, with all his
subtle cleverness, a man of spotless honor. Evidently, then, if there
was anything underneath he was unaware of it. But was there anything?
Even though he was angry and suspicious he realized that the bearing of
his wife was not guilty or degraded. She was a magnificently proud and
noble-looking creature, but perhaps even the noblest women could stoop
to trick from--love! And this thought caused him to jump up
suddenly--much to Zara's astonishment. And she saw the veins show on the
left side of his temple as in a knot, a pe