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ee, — A HEART’S BITTERNESS. 209 ‘Nonsense! If I did commit so rash an act, I assure you that Violet would quietly wait until I should come back. Remember, we have a child, and we both care too much for our son to blight his name and future with a public scandal.” ; ‘* But a public scandal shall come and blight him!” hissed Helen between her clenched teeth. ** Besides,” pursued Leigh, steadily, resolved that this should be a final interview with Helen, and that they should come to an understanding, ‘‘ why should I go to the Continent with you? Ido not care one straw for you. I. never did.” ‘‘Norman Leigh,” said Helen, ‘‘I have loved you madly, but I have warned you that I can hate you just as madly. If you will not follow me because you love me, you must because you fear me.” ‘* Whatever you are capable of,” said Leigh, with scorn, ‘*] will have no more to do with you., Take my fair offers; go and make a name and place for yourself, or continue to hunt and threaten me, and I will hand you over to the police.” | ‘Then I shall accuse you of the murder of Bart Kemp, who came here to see you on the twenty-first of November, and who is advertised for in this paper.” | She held out a London Times with a marked paragraph. Lord Leigh read it coolly. ‘“T have seen this before.” “If I go to the advertiser and tell him that Kemp came here to you, and you flung him from that window into the Black Pool, what then?” cried Helen. “*T should have to disprove it. ‘The Pool has been dragged; he is not there. The man, seized with’ epilepsy, fell into the Pool; but Adam, happily being near, dragged him out. He was a maniac; and Adam took him toa mine in Derbyshire, where he lived, until he escaped in the next March. He is mad.” ‘IT do not believe it. You have imprisoned him in some mad-house. I will tell the attorney to seek him.” This was so exactly what Leigh had meant to do, that he blanched a little; but said, quietly: F | ‘‘T tell you the truth; he has gone, and how or where | do not know. Ido not fear him; he was merely a relative _ by marriage of my mother, Your plan has failed, just as (G0) ‘Gomichbooks