gentleman　entirely　unknown　to　me。
  Those　reasons　which　induced　me　to　conceal　the　names　of　persons；
  while　I　was　relating　events　in　the　prison；　do　not　apply　to
  correspondence　with　a　stranger　writing　from　another　place。　I　may；
  therefore；　mention　that　Mr。　Dunboyne；　of　Fairmount；　on　the　west
  coast　of　Ireland；　was　the　writer　of　the　letter　now　addressed　to
  me。　He　proved；　to　my　surprise；　to　be　one　of　the　relations　whom
  the　Prisoner　under　sentence　of　death　had　not　cared　to　see；　when　I
  offered　her　the　opportunity　of　saying　farewell。　Mr。　Dunboyne　was
  a　brother…in…law　of　the　murderess。　He　had　married　her　sister。
  His　wife；　he　informed　me；　had　died　in　childbirth；　leaving　him　but
  one　consolationa　boy；　who　already　recalled　all　that　was
  brightest　and　best　in　his　lost　mother。　The　father　was　naturally
  anxious　that　the　son　should　never　become　acquainted　with　the
  disgrace　that　had　befallen　the　family。
  The　letter　then　proceeded　in　these　terms：
  〃I　heard　yesterday；　for　the　first　time；　by　means　of　an　old
  newspaper…cutting　sent　to　me　by　a　friend；　that　the　miserable
  woman　who　suffered　the　ignominy　of　public　execution　has　left　an
  infant　child。　Can　you　tell　me　what　has　become　of　the　orphan？　If
  this　little　girl　is；　as　I　fear；　not　well　provided　for；　I　only　do
  what　my　wife　would　have　done　if　she　had　lived；　by　offering　to
  make　the　child's　welfare　my　especial　care。　I　am　willing　to　place
  her　in　an　establishment　well　known　to　me；　in　which　she　will　be
  kindly　treated；　well　educated；　and　fitted　to　earn　her　own　living
  honorably　in　later　life。
  〃If　you　feel　some　surprise　at　finding　that　my　good　intentions
  toward　this　ill…fated　niece　of　mine　do　not　go　to　the　length　of
  receiving　her　as　a　member　of　my　own　family；　I　beg　to　submit　some
  considerations　which　may　perhaps　weigh　with　you　as　they　have
  weighed　with　me。
  〃In　the　first　place；　there　is　at　least　a　possibilityhowever
  carefully　I　might　try　to　conceal　itthat　the　child's　parentage
  would　sooner　or　later　be　discovered。　In　the　second　place　（and
  assuming　that　the　parentage　had　been　successfully　concealed）；　if
  this　girl　and　my　boy　grew　up　together；　there　is　another
  possibility　to　be　reckoned　with：　they　might　become　attached　to
  each　other。　Does　the　father　live　who　would　allow　his　son
  ignorantly　to　marry　the　daughter　of　a　convicted　murderess？　I
  should　have　no　alternative　but　to　part　them　cruelly　by　revealing
  the　truth。〃　The　letter　ended　with　some　complimentary　expressions
  addressed　to　myself。　And　the　question　was：　how　ought　I　to　answer
  it？
  My　correspondent　had　strongly　impressed　me　in　his　favor；　I　could
  not　doubt　that　he　was　an　honorable　man。　But　the　interest　of　the
  Minister　in　keeping　his　own　benevolent　action　secure　from　the
  risk　of　discoveryincreased　as　that　interest　was　by　the　filial
  relations　of　the　two　children　toward　him；　now　publicly
  establishedhad；　as　I　could　not　doubt；　the　paramount　claim　on
  me。　The　absolutely　safe　course　to　take　was　to　admit　no　one；
  friend　or　stranger；　to　our　confidence。　I　replied；　expressing
  sincere　admiration　of　Mr。　Dunboyne's　motives；　and　merely
  informing　him　that　the　child　was　already　provided　for。
  After　that；　I　heard　no　more　of　the　Irish　gentleman。
  It　is　perhaps　hardly　necessary　to　add　that　I　kept　the　Minister　in
  ignorance　of　my　correspondence　with　Mr。　Dunboyne。　I　was　too　well
  acquainted　with　my　friend's　sensitive　and　self…tormenting　nature
  to　let　him　know　that　a　relative　of　the　murderess　was　living；　and
  was　aware　that　she　had　left　a　child。
  A　last　event　remains　to　be　related；　before　I　close　these　pages。
  During　the　year　of　which　I　am　now　writing；　our　Chaplain　added　one
  more　to　the　many　examples　that　I　have　seen　of　his　generous
  readiness　to　serve　his　friends。　He　had　arranged　to　devote　his
  annual　leave　of　absence　to　a　tour　among　the　English　Lakes；　when
  he　received　a　letter　from　a　clergyman　resident　in　London；　whom　he
  had　known　from　the　time　when　they　had　been　school…fellows。　This
  old　friend　wrote　under　circumstances　of　the　severest　domestic
  distress；　which　made　it　absolutely　necessary　that　he　should　leave
  London　for　a　while。　Having　failed　to　find　a　representative　who
  could　relieve　him　of　his　clerical　duties；　he　applied　to　the
  Chaplain　to　recommend　a　clergyman　who　might　be　in　a　position　to
  help　him。　My　excellent　colleague　gave　up　his　holiday…plans
  without　hesitation；　and　went　to　London　himself。
  On　his　return；　I　asked　if　he　had　seen　anything　of　some
  acquaintances　of　his　and　of　mine；　who　were　then　visitors　to　the
  metropolis。　He　smiled　significantly　when　he　answered　me。
  〃I　have　a　card　to　deliver　from　an　acquaintance　whom　you　have　not
  mentioned；〃　he　said；　〃and　I　rather　think　it　will　astonish　you。〃
  It　simply　puzzled　me。　When　he　gave　me　the　card；　this　is　what　I
  found　printed　on　it：
  〃MRS。　TENERUGGEN　（OF　SOUTH　BEVELAND）。〃
  〃Well？〃　said　the　Chaplain。
  〃Well；〃　I　answered；　〃I　never　even　heard　of　Mrs。　Tenbruggen；　of
  South　Beveland。　Who　is　she？〃
  〃I　married　the　lady　to　a　foreign　gentleman；　only　last　week；　at　my
  friend's　church；〃　the　Chaplain　replied。　〃Perhaps　you　may　remember
  her　maiden　name？〃
  He　mentioned　the　name　of　the　dangerous　creature　who　had　first
  presented　herself　to　me；　in　charge　of　the　Prisoner's
  childotherwise　Miss　Elizabeth　Chance。　The　reappearance　of　this
  woman　on　the　scenealthough　she　was　only　represented　by　her
  cardcaused　me　a　feeling　of　vague　uneasiness；　so　contemptibly
  superstitious　in　its　nature　that　I　now　remember　it　with　shame。　I
  asked　a　stupid　question：
  〃How　did　it　happen？〃
  〃In　the　ordinary　course　of　such　things；〃　my　friend　said。　〃They
  were　married　by　license；　in　their　parish　church。　The　bridegroom
  was　a　fine　tall　man；　with　a　bold　eye　and　a　dashing　manner。　The
  bride　and　I　recognized　each　other　directly。　When　Miss　Chance　had
  become　Mrs。　Tenbruggen；　she　took　me　aside；　and　gave　me　her　card。
  'Ask　the　Governor　to　accept　it；'　she　said；　'in　remembrance　of　the
  time　when　he　took　me　for　a　nursemaid。　Tell　him　I　am　married　to　a
  Dutch　gentleman　of　high　family。　If　he　ever　comes　to　Holland；　we
  shall　be　glad　to　see　him　in　our　residence　at　South　Beveland。'
  There　is　her　message　to　you；　repeated　word　for　word。〃
  〃I　am　glad　she　is　going　to　live　out　of　England。〃
  〃Why？　Surely　you　have　no　reason　to　fear　her？〃
  〃None　whatever。〃
  〃You　are　thinking；　perhaps；　of　somebody　else？〃
  I　was　thinking　of　the　Minister；　but　it　seemed　to　be　safest　not　to
  say　so。
  …
  My　pen　is　laid　aside；　and　my　many　pages　of　writing　have　been　sent
  to　their　destination。　What　I　undertook　to　do；　is　now　done。　To
  take　a　metaphor　from　the　stagethe　curtain　falls　here　on　the
  Governor　and　the　Prison。
  Second　Period：　1875。
  THE　GIRLS　AND　THE　JOURNALS。
  CHAPTER　XI。
  HELENA'S　DIARY。
  WE　both　said　good…night；　and　went　up　to　our　room　with　a　new
  object　in　view。　By　our　father's　advice　we　had　resolved　on　keeping
  diaries；　for　the　first　time　in　our　lives；　and　had　pledged
  ourselves　to　begin　before　we　went　to　bed。
  Slowly　and　silently　and　lazily；　my　sister　sauntered　to　her　end　of
  the　room　and　seated　herself　at　her　writing…table。　On　the　desk　lay
  a　nicely　bound　book；　full　of　blank　pages。　The　word　〃Journal〃　was
  printed　on　it　in　gold　letters；　and　there　was　fitted　to　the　covers
  a　bright　brass　lock　and　key。　A　second　journal；　exactly　similar　in
  every　respect　to　the　first；　was　placed　on　the　writing…table　at　my
  end　of　the　room。　I　opened　my　book。　The　sight　of　the　blank　leaves
  irritated　me；　they　were　so　smooth；　so　spotless；　so　entirely　ready
  to　do　_their_　duty。　I　took　too　deep　a　dip　of　ink；　and　began　the
  first　entry　in　my　diary　by　making　a　blot。　This　was　discouraging。
  I　got　up；　and　looked　out　of　window。
  〃Helena！〃
  My　sister's　voice　could　hardly　have　addressed　me　in　a　more　weary
  tone；　if　her　pen　had　been　at　work　all　night；　relating　domestic
  events。　〃Well！〃　I　said。　〃What　is　it？〃
  〃Have　you　done　already？〃　she　asked。
  I　showed　her　the　blot。　My　sister　Eunice　（the　strangest　as　well　as
  the　dearest　of　girls）　always　blurts　out　what　she　has　in　her　mind
  at　the　time。　She　fixed　her　eyes　gravely　on　my　spoiled　page；　and
  said：　〃That　comforts　me。〃　I　crossed　the　room；　and　looked　at　her
  book。　She　had　not　even　summoned　energy　enough　to　make　a　blot。
  〃What　will　papa　think　of　us；〃　she　said；　〃if　we　don't　begin
  to…night？〃
  〃Why　not　begin；〃　I　suggested；　〃by　writing　down　what　he　said；　when
  he　gave　us　our　journals？　Those　wise　words　of　advice　will　be　in
  their　proper　place　on　the　first　page　of　the　new　books。〃
  Not　at　all　a　demonstrative　girl　naturally；　not　ready　with　her
  tears；　not　liberal　with　her　caresses；　not　fluent　in　her　talk；
  Eunice　was　affected　by　my　proposal　in　a　manner　wonderful　to　see。
  She　suddenly　developed　into　an　excitable　personI　declare　she
  kissed　me。　〃Oh；〃　she　burst　out；　〃how　clever　you　are！　The　very
  thing　to　write　about；　I'll　do　it　directly。〃
  She　really　did　it　directly；　without　once　stopping　to　consider；
  without　once　waiting　to　ask　my　advice。　Line　after　line；　I　heard
  her　noisy　pen　hurrying　to　the　bottom　of　a　first　page；　and　getting
  three…parts　of　the　way　toward　the　end　of　a　second　page；　before
  she　closed　her　diary。　I　reminded　her　that　she　had　not　turned　the
  key；　in　the　lock　which　was　intended　to　keep　her　writing　private。
  〃It's　not　worth　while；〃　she　answered。　〃Anybody　who　car