n. "You know he is your enemy?" she went on with
a longing to be spared explanations.

She was spared them.

"I do know it," said Archdale looking at her, and as she met his eyes a
great relief swept over her. Her warning had been heard and believed,
she was sure of that. She heard Archdale thanking her, and assuring her
that he would give good heed to her warning. And she had not had to tell
why Edmonson hated him, she had not even been obliged to utter the name
that she was coming to hate. "Do you know?" she had asked wonderingly,
and he had told it to her. Did he know the man so thoroughly, then? And
were there other causes of hatred, possibly money causes, that had
spared her?

She had told her listener more than she dreamed, far more than her
words. She had stood before him in the noblest guise a human being can
wear, that of a preserver from evil fate; she had looked at him out of
holy depths in her clear eyes, she had turned upon him a face in which
expression had marvellously brought out physical beauty. Also, in her
unconsciousness that he knew the reason of his danger, she had looked at
him with a wonder at his ready credulity before there had come her smile
of relief that she need speak no more. He knew Edmonson's story, knew
how this play at marriage between Elizabeth and himself had interfered
with the other's plans, guessed the further truth, looked at her, and
muttered under his breath:--"Poor fellow!" It was with his own eyes, and
not another man's that Archdale saw Elizabeth. Yet, it was not in human
nature that she should not seem the more interesting as she stood there,
since he had learned his own life to be in danger because another man
had found her so desirable, and so unapproachable. Watching Elizabeth,
he acquitted Edmonson of mercenary motives, whatever they might once
have been. His appreciation had no thought of appropriation in it. Katie
was his love. But comprehension of Elizabeth made him glad that their
mistake had saved her from Edmonson. And then again after a moment he
muttered under his breath:--"Poor fellow!"

"You are very, very kind," he said to her.

"Don't think me rude," she answered with a smile. "But, you know we must
have done this for any one. Only,"--and her voice became earnest again,
"I was very grateful that the least thing came to me for you and Katie.
I have not done with Katie yet" she added, "here is something that I
have brought you from her." And she handed hi