When the first excitement of Edward's return had subsided, and before

they could question him as to the cause of this unexpected visit, he

told them that after dinner their curiosity should be gratified, and

meantime he begged them to leave Miss Muir alone, for she had received

bad news and must not be disturbed. The family with difficulty

restrained their tongues and waited impatiently. Gerald confessed his

love for Jean and asked his brother's pardon for betraying his trust. He

had expected an outbreak, but Edward only looked at him with pitying

eyes, and said sadly, "You too! I have no reproaches to make, for I know

what you will suffer when the truth is known."

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"What do you mean?" demanded Coventry.

"You will soon know, my poor Gerald, and we will comfort one another."

Nothing more could be drawn from Edward till dinner was over, the

servants gone, and all the family alone together. Then pale and grave,

but very self-possessed, for trouble had made a man of him, he produced

a packet of letters, and said, addressing himself to his brother, "Jean

Muir has deceived us all. I know her story; let me tell it before I read

her letters."

"Stop! I'll not listen to any false tales against her. The poor girl has

enemies who belie her!" cried Gerald, starting up.

"For the honor of the family, you must listen, and learn what fools she

has made of us. I can prove what I say, and convince you that she has

the art of a devil. Sit still ten minutes, then go, if you will."

Edward spoke with authority, and his brother obeyed him with a

foreboding heart.

"I met Sydney, and he begged me to beware of her. Nay, listen, Gerald! I

know she has told her story, and that you believe it; but her own

letters convict her. She tried to charm Sydney as she did us, and nearly

succeeded in inducing him to marry her. Rash and wild as he is, he is

still a gentleman, and when an incautious word of hers roused his

suspicions, he refused to make her his wife. A stormy scene ensued, and,

hoping to intimidate him, she feigned to stab herself as if in despair.

She did wound herself, but failed to gain her point and insisted upon

going to a hospital to die. Lady Sydney, good, simple soul, believed the

girl's version of the story, thought her son was in the wrong, and when

he was gone, tried to atone for his fault by finding Jean Muir another

home. She thought Gerald was soon to marry Lucia, and that I was away,

so sent her here as a safe and comfortable retreat."

"But, Ned, are you sure of all this? Is Sydney to be believed?" began

Coventry, still incredulous.




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