"I am repaid ten thousand-fold," he said, quietly. "I would give my life
to serve you."
"In the name of Heaven, Mollie," cried the nearly frantic master of the
house, "what does all this extraordinary mystery mean?"
"It means that a terrible crime has been committed, guardy," Mollie
replied, gravely, "and that your wife and her cousin are among the chief
conspirators. Sit down and I will tell you the whole story. Sir Roger
Trajenna, likewise. I owe you both a full explanation. Mr. Ingelow
knows already."
She sat down before them, and beginning at the beginning, told them the
whole story--her forced and mysterious marriage and its very unpleasant
sequel.
"That I ever escaped," she concluded, "I owe, under Providence, to Mr.
Ingelow. Guardy, I would have spared you if I could; but, you see, it
was impossible. Of course, we won't prosecute your wife or her cousin.
I am almost satisfied, now, that I know I am not Guy Oleander's wretched
wife."
"But, heavens above, Mollie Dane!" cried the bewildered Mr. Walraven,
"whose wife are you?"
"Ah, guardy, I would give a great deal to know that.
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