with my temper; but how is one to be arranged? Alas! it is impossible."
"Impossible or not," says I, "I am not the one to wink at murder."
"None the less I would remind you, madam," he insisted, "that one there'll be if once the man on whose behalf you are interfering can set his hands on me. Tyburn Tree is murder as surely as is an inch of steel."
"I am not likely to forget it," says I, "but I propose to select a choicer instrument than the stiletto wherewith to save your life."
But I found it easier indeed to avert than to perform. My interdict against murder I rigidly enforced; but how to procure the advantages of that extreme act without paying for them bloodily caused me to waste hours in fruitless thought. Affairs were at a head, and something demanded to be done. Captain Grantley was no more the tiger caged. The fierce, intrepid animal had managed to break his prison, and now was on the prowl. Small doubt that he was stealthy, savage, and vindictive. Unless I took an immediate means to ensure the safety of the helpless creature cowering beneath my promise of protection, he would be torn limb from limb, and that despite my vows. And in good sooth things had gone so far that I felt that if by a mischance the poor lad should perish after all, my heart must perish too.
I now come to perhaps the strangest evening of my life. It behoves me, therefore, to be respect-
