which she labours, because her name is not yet cleared from the odium of the crime. You will excuse me, Speed, if I say that you seem to be working more in the interests of Stratton's journalistic success than in the interests of Mrs. Brenton's good name." "Well, we won't talk about that," said Speed; "Stratton is amply able to take care of himself, as you will doubtless see. Now, what do you say to our trying whether or not we can influence Jane Morton to do what she ought to do, and confess her crime?" "It is not a very promising task," replied Brenton; "it is hard to get a person to say words that may lead to the gallows." "I'm not so sure about that," said Speed; "you know the trouble of mind she is in. I think it more than probable that, after the terror of the last few weeks, it will be a relief for her to give herself up." "Very well; let us go." The two men shortly afterwards found themselves in the scantily furnished room occupied by Jane Morton. That poor woman was rocking herself to and fro and moaning over her trouble. Then she suddenly stopped rocking, and looked around the room with vague apprehension in her eyes. She rose and examined the bolts of the door, and, seeing everything was secure, sat down again. "I shall never have any peace in this world again," she cried to herself. She rocked back and forth silently for a few moments. "I wish," she said, "the police would find out all about it, and then this agony of mind would end." Again she rocked back and forth, with her hands helplessly in her lap. "Oh, I cannot do it, _I cannot do it_!" she sobbed, still rocking to and fro. Finally she started to her feet. "I _will_ do it," she cried; "I will confess to Mrs. Brenton herself. I will tell her everything. She has gone through trouble herself, and may have mercy on me." "There, you see," said Speed to Brenton, "we have overcome the difficulty, after all." "It certainly looks like it," replied Brenton. "Don't you think, however, that we had better stay with her until she _does_ confess? May she not change her mind?" "Don't let us overdo the thing," suggested Speed; "if she doesn't, come