re I didn't enquire. But he had got the
devil's own grip on Guy last night, He could have made him
do--anything." Kelly ended with a few strong expressions which
left no doubt as to the opinion he entertained of Kieff and all his
works.

Burke ate his breakfast in an absorbed silence. Finally he looked
up to enquire, "Have you any idea what has become of Guy this
morning?"

Kelly shook his head. "Not the shadow of a notion. I shall look
for him presently on the racecourse. He seems to have found some
money to play with, for he told me he had taken two tickets for the
diamond draw, one for himself and one for another. But he was just
mad last night. The very devil had got into him. What will I do
with him if I get him?"

Burke's eyes met his for a moment. "You can do--anything you like
with him," he said.

"Ah, but he saved your life, Burke," said the Irishman pleadingly.
"It's only three days ago."

"I know what he did," said Burke briefly, both before and after
that episode. "He may think himself lucky that I have no further
use for him."

"But aren't you satisfied, Burke?" Kelly leaned forward
impulsively. "I've told you the truth. Aren't you satisfied?"

Burke's face was grim as if hewn out of rock. "Not yet," he said.
"You've told me the truth--what you know of it. But there's more
to it. I've got to know--everything before I'm satisfied."

"Ah, but sure!" protested Kelly. "Women are very queer, you know.
Ye can't tell what moves a woman. Often as not, it's something
quite different from what you'd think."

Burke was silent, continuing his breakfast.

Kelly looked at him with eyes of pathetic persuasion. "I've been
lambastin' meself all night," he burst forth suddenly, "for ever
bringing ye out on such a chase. It was foul work. I see it now.
She'd have come back to ye, Burke lad. She didn't mean any harm.
Sure, she's as pure as the stars."

Burke's grey eyes, keen as the morning light, looked suddenly
straight at him. Almost under his breath, Burke spoke. "Don't
tell me--that!" he said. "Just keep Guy out of my way! That's
all."

Kelly sighed aloud. "And Guy'll go to perdition faster than if the
devil had kicked him. He's on his way already."

"Let him go!" said Burke.

It was his last word on the subject. Having spoken it, he gave his
attention to the meal before him, and concluded it with a
deliberate disregard for Kelly's depressed countenance that an
onlooker m