prison, but now that I am free I must surely seek to break

"Have I got it?--the last letter my darling ever wrote to me! Do you think it ever leaves me night or day?"

He undid one of his studs, put his hand inside, and drew the letter out warm from his breast. He kissed it and gave it to Jael. She read it carefully and looked surprised. "Why, you are making your own difficulties. You have only got to do what you are told. Promise not to fall foul of that Coventry, and not to tempt her again, and you will hear of her. You have her own word for it."

"But how am I to let her know I promise?"

"I don't know; how does everybody let everybody know things nowadays? They advertise."

"Of course they do--in the second column of 'The Times.'"

"You know best." Then, after a moment's reflection, "Wherever she is, she takes in the Hillsborough papers to see if there's anything about you in them."

"Think so? I am sure of it. I put myself in her place."

"Then I will advertise in 'The Times' and the Hillsborough papers."