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 to prove it. You villain! you dastard! you coward! Fall on your knees, you cur, and ask God to forgive you, lest you are suddenly called to face your black account."

Frost strove to be scornful, but his lips trembled, and his voice died in hollow murmurs in his breast.

"Answer me, I demand proof!" cried Robert, looking upon him with a crushing and intense disdain.

"I know, Milburn, you will hate me; but acknowledge, we are at last even," said the other.

"No! I do not believe it! By the eternal powers, my wife would not stoop so low as this model indicates. I must have proof."

"Then, sir, you shall!" and Frost's eyes flashed a lightning glance of triumph.

"Gentlemen, I do not like to bring you into this little unpleasantness, but what do you know of this?"

"We know that Mrs. Milburn has often been to the studio, and we, moreover, have seen her when you were at work on the picture. But the man surely knows his own wife; this is a speaking likeness."

"Besides, here's a note where she asked that the matter be kept a dead secret."

Robert looked at the paper, it was her hand