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Rh Captain Dillington in a mocking tone, his jeering exuberance once more asserting itself.

"I am going," I said.

Arthur seized his hat, and sprang towards the door. "I will go with you, Elsie," he said in a pleading tone.

"You will not," I exclaimed. "You shall not enter the house—with me, at any rate."

"He has a perfect right to do so," remarked Captain Dillington. "It is his home; you are his wife."

"And you—?" I asked pointedly. My jest about the co-respondent in the case had annoyed him so much before, that I thought I would administer another stab with the same weapon.

He turned away hastily for a moment. "I am his friend," he then said, "and"—boldly—"I am not ashamed of it. We were at college together, and our intimacy has been continued since those days. I will aid Arthur Ravener whenever I can; I will do anything for him. He is my bosom friend, and I am ready to say so before anybody. Now, are you satisfied?"

He snapped his fingers defiantly, but I was