you can break the truth to him gently when you reach England, you know. I 'm sure that's much the more sensible plan!"
She broke into strange mirthless laughter.
"Your prudence comes too late," she said. "You forget that the truth was broken to him some days ago, in the letter I wrote from Brindisi."
"You wrote and broke it to him at Brindisi!" cried Peter. "What induced you to do that?"
"Why, you!" she retorted. "You insisted that it was due to him; and though I knew better than you what the effect would be, I dared not tell you the whole truth. I wanted to end the engagement, too; and I scarcely cared then what consequences might follow. Now they are upon us, and it is useless to try to escape them. Since we must die, let us go up on deck and get it over!"
"One moment," he said; "Alfred can wait a little. I—I must go to my cabin first, and put on a clean collar."
And with this rather flimsy pretext, he again made his escape. He made up his mind what to do as he rushed towards his cabin. He
