Dead Man's Love. Gallon Tom

matter cleared up – once and for all."

      "I have nothing more to say," she replied, looking at him steadily. "My answer is what it has always been – No!"

      "You can go, John New," said the man harshly, turning towards me. "I want to talk to Miss Matchwick alone."

      "No, no!" exclaimed the girl, stretching out her hands towards me; and on the instant I stopped on my way to the door, and faced about.

      But the doctor took a quick step towards me, and opened the door, and jerked his head towards the hall. "I am master here," he said. "Go!"

      I saw that I should not mend matters by remaining, but I determined to be within call. I passed quickly along the hall after the door was closed; I knew that just within the great hall door itself was another smaller door, opening to a verandah which ran round the front of the dining-room windows, on the old-fashioned early Victorian model. I knew that the windows were open, and I thought that I might by good fortune both see and hear what went on in the room.