CHAPTER XV.

"It cannot be that love so deep as mine Could fail to stay you like ethereal wine." When he first understood the full import of the dreadful story, John Graham had been dazed with grief. He had sought distraction from his torturing thoughts in action, and had spent that first day in wandering through the forest. When he lay down to sleep that night in the lodge, his heart was burdened with the double weight of Millicent’s secret and Millicent’s deceit. He said to himself that they had put an insuperable bar …