n now go on with the explanation her exacting lover
wished to have, and her reticence began to irritate him as before. He
was inclined to read her a lecture.

'Why don't you tell me all?' he said somewhat indignantly. 'Elfride,
there is not a single subject upon which I feel more strongly than upon
this--that everything ought to be cleared up between two persons before
they become husband and wife. See how desirable and wise such a
course is, in order to avoid disagreeable contingencies in the form of
discoveries afterwards. For, Elfride, a secret of no importance at all
may be made the basis of some fatal misunderstanding only because it is
discovered, and not confessed. They say there never was a couple of whom
one had not some secret the other never knew or was intended to know.
This may or may not be true; but if it be true, some have been happy in
spite rather than in consequence of it. If a man were to see another
man looking significantly at his wife, and she were blushing crimson and
appearing startled, do you think he would be so well satisfied with, for
instance, her truthful explanation that once, to her great annoyance,
she accidentally fainted into his arms, as if she had said it
voluntarily long ago, before the circumstance occurred which forced it
from her? Suppose that admirer you spoke of in connection with the tomb
yonder should turn up, and bother me. It would embitter our lives, if I
were then half in the dark, as I am now!'

Knight spoke the latter sentences with growing force.

'It cannot be,' she said.

'Why not?' he asked sharply.

Elfride was distressed to find him in so stern a mood, and she trembled.
In a confusion of ideas, probably not intending a wilful prevarication,
she answered hurriedly--

'If he's dead, how can you meet him?'

'Is he dead? Oh, that's different altogether!' said Knight, immensely
relieved. 'But, let me see--what did you say about that tomb and him?'

'That's his tomb,' she continued faintly.

'What! was he who lies buried there the man who was your lover?' Knight
asked in a distinct voice.

'Yes; and I didn't love him or encourage him.'

'But you let him kiss you--you said so, you know, Elfride.'

She made no reply.

'Why,' said Knight, recollecting circumstances by degrees, 'you surely
said you were in some degree engaged to him--and of course you were if
he kissed you. And now you say you never encouraged him. And I have been
fancying you said--I am al