insurance money. I
only received 2,000 pounds, consequently there is still due to me the
sum of 5,500 pounds. This is a large lump of money. But Mr. Mountjoy
is, I believe, a wealthy man. He will, doubtless, see the necessity of
paying this money to me without further question or delay.

"You will, therefore, seek his presence--he is now, I hear, at home.
You may read to him any part of this letter that you please, and you
will let him know that I am in earnest. A man with empty pockets cannot
choose but be in earnest.

"He may very possibly object.

"Very good. In that case you will tell him that a fraud has been
committed in connection with which I am prepared to make a full
confession. I consented, on the death of my patient, and at the earnest
entreaty of Lord Harry Norland, to represent the dead man as his
lordship. I then went away, resolving to have nothing more to do with
the further villainy which I believe was carried on to the obtaining of
the whole amount for which he was insured.

"The murder of Lord Harry immediately afterwards caused the Company to
drop their intended prosecution. I shall reveal to them the present
residence of his widow, and shall place my evidence at their
disposition. Whatever happens I shall make the facts of the case
public. This done, nothing can hurt me; while, whether the Public
Prosecutor intervenes or not, neither Mr. Hugh Mountjoy nor his wife
can ever show face to the world again.

"Tell Mr. Mountjoy, I say, whatever you please, except that I am
joking. You must not tell him that. I shall call to-morrow morning, and
shall expect to find the business as good as done.

"A. V."

Mrs. Vimpany dropped the letter in dismay. Her husband had vanished out
of her life for more than two years. She hoped that she was effectually
hidden; she hoped that he had gone away to some far-off country where
he would never more return. Alas! This world of ours has no far-off
country left, and, even if the wicked man turneth away from his
wickedness so far as to go to the Rocky Mountains, an express train and
a swift boat will bring him back to his wickedness whenever he desires
a little more enjoyment and the society of his old friends.

Mr. Vimpany was back again. What should she do? What would Iris do?
What would Mr. Mountjoy do?

She read the letter again.

Two things were obvious: first, that he had no clue of the restitution;
and, next, that he had no idea of the evidence agains