um tremens, and Mrs. Bellew was obliged to
keep him for the night. 'I could not,' she said to me, 'have refused a
dog in such a state.' The visit lasted until this afternoon--in fact,
the man had only just gone when I arrived. It is a piece of irony, of
which I must explain to you the importance. I think I told you that the
law of divorce is based on certain principles. One of these excludes any
forgiveness of offences by the party moving for a divorce. In technical
language, any such forgiveness or overlooking is called condonation, and
it is a complete bar to further action for the time being. The Court is
very jealous of this principle of non-forgiveness, and will regard with
grave suspicion any conduct on the part of the offended party which
might be construed as amounting to condonation. I fear that what your
ward tells me will make it altogether inadvisable to apply for a divorce
on any evidence that may lie in the past. It is too dangerous. In other
words, the Court would almost certainly consider that she has condoned
offences so far. Any further offence, however, will in technical
language 'revive' the past, and under these circumstances, though
nothing can be done at present, there may be hope in the future. After
seeing your ward, I quite appreciate your anxiety in the matter, though
I am by no means sure that you are right in advising this divorce. If
you remain in the same mind, however, I will give the matter my best
personal attention, and my counsel to you is not to worry. This is no
matter for a layman, especially not for one who, like you, judges of
things rather as they ought to be than as they are.

"I am, my dear Vigil,

"Very sincerely yours,

"EDMUND PARAMOR.

"GREGORY VIGIL, ESQ.

"If you want to see me, I shall be at my club all the evening.-E. P."

When Gregory had read this note he walked to the window, and stood
looking out over the lights on the river. His heart beat furiously, his
temples were crimson. He went downstairs, and took a cab to the Nelson
Club.

Mr. Paramor, who was about to dine, invited his visitor to join him.

Gregory shook his head.

"No, thanks," he said; "I don't feel like dining. What is this, Paramor?
Surely there's some mistake? Do you mean to tell me that because she
acted like a Christian to that man she is to be punished for it in this
way?"

Mr. Paramor bit his finger.

"Don't confuse yourself by dragging in Christianity. Christianity has
nothing t