himself.
"He
repeated the word with every appearance of surprise.
'Disagreement?' he said. 'No words can tell how
sincerely I feel
for Mr. Romayne. I cannot express to you, Father, how eager I am
to be of service to him!'
"Relieved, so far, I naturally asked what had happened. Penrose
betrayed a marked
embarrassment in answering my question.
" 'I have
innocently surprised a secret,' he said, 'on which I
had no right to
intrude. All that I can
honorably tell you, shall
be told. Add one more to your many kindnesses--don't command me
to speak, when it is my duty toward a sorely-tried man to be
silent, even to you.'
"It is
needless to say that I abstained from directly answering
this strange
appeal. 'Let me hear what you can tell,' I replied,
'and then we shall see.'
"Upon this, he spoke. I need hardly recall to your memory how
careful we were, in first planning the attempt to recover the
Vange property, to assure ourselves of the promise of success
which the
peculiarcharacter of the present owner held out to us.
In reporting what Penrose said, I
communicate a discovery, which
I
venture to think will be as
welcome to you, as it was to me.
"He began by reminding me of what I had myself told him in
speaking of Romayne. 'You mentioned having heard from Lord Loring
of a great sorrow or
remorse from which he was suffering,'
Penrose said. 'I know what he suffers and why he suffers, and
with what noble
resignation he submits to his
affliction. We were
sitting together at the table, looking over his notes and
memoranda, when he suddenly dropped the
manuscript from which he
was
reading to me. A
ghastly paleness overspread his face. He
started up, and put both his hands to his ears as if he heard
something
dreadful, and was
trying to
deafen himself to it. I ran
to the door to call for help. He stopped me;
he spoke in faint, gasping tones, forbidding me to call any one
in to
witness what he suffered. It was not the first time, he
said; it would soon be over. If I had not courage to remain with
him I could go, and return when he was himself again. I so pitied
him that I found the courage to remain. When it was over he took
me by the hand, and thanked me. I had stayed by him like a
friend, he said, and like a friend he would treat me. Sooner or
later (those were his exact words) I must be taken into his
confidence--and it should be now. He told me his melancholy
story. I
implore you, Father, don't ask me to repeat it! Be
content if I tell you the effect of it on myself. The one hope,
the one
consolation for him, is in our holy religion. With all my
heart I devote myself to his conversion--and, in my inmost soul,
I feel the
conviction that I shall succeed!'
"To this effect, and in this tone, Penrose spoke. I abstained
from pressing him to reveal Romayne's
confession. The
confessionis of no
consequence to us. You know how the moral force of
Arthur's
earnestness and
enthusiasm fortifies his
otherwise weak
character. I, too, believe he will succeed.
"To turn for a moment to another subject. You are already
informed that there is a woman in our way. I have my own idea of
the right method of
dealing with this
obstacle when it shows
itself more
plainly. For the present, I need only assure you that
neither this woman nor any woman shall succeed in her designs on
Romayne, if I can prevent it."
Having completed his report in these terms, Father Benwell
reverted to the
consideration of his proposed inquiries into the
past history of Stella's life.
Reflection convinced him that it would be
unwise to attempt, no
matter how guardedly, to
obtain the necessary information from
Lord Loring or his wife. If he assumed, at his age, to take a
strong interest in a Protestant young lady, who had notoriously
avoided him, they would certainly feel surprise--and surprise
might, in due course of development, turn to suspicion.
There was but one other person under Lord Loring's roof to whom
he could address himself--and that person was the
housekeeper. As
an old servant, possessing Lady Loring's confidence, she might
prove a source of information on the subject of Lady Loring's