Room Number 3 - Midnight in Beauchamp Row - The Ruby and the Caldron - The Little Steel Coils - The Staircase at Heart's Delight - The Amethyst Box - The Grey Lady - The Thief - The House in the Mist
en obliged to face strangers over her body and bare the secrets of my heart to preserve my good name. There is a man, he seems a thousand miles away from me now, so much have I lived since yesterday. He--he lived in the house where I did--was one of the family--always at table--always before my eyes. He fancied me. I--I might have fancied him had he been a better man. But he was far from being of the sort my mother approved, and when he urged his suit too far, I grew frightened and finally ran away. It was not so much that I could not trust him," she bravely added after a moment of silent confusion, "but that I could not trust myself. He had an unfortunate influence over me, which I hated while I half yielded to it."
"You ran away. When was this?"
"Yesterday afternoon at about six. He had vowed that he would see me again before the evening was over, and I took that way to prevent a meeting. There was no other so simple,--or such was my thought at the time. I did not dream that sorrows awaited me