Tom had nothing to say until just be
fore we reached the bridge, when he
suddenly stopped and said he believed
he would go no farther; that ho doubted
whether Catherine was at home or not,
and that he was sorry I had 'put myself1
to so much trouble for him, but he
would turn back and go home at once i
"Well Binoe J am idle, I will go along
with you" I said, we walked along, I
meantime was paying lit tie ntt enl io:x to j
him for I was thinking of something to
be done in this matter. I was sure now
that 1 was right in what I had thought
at first, that Tom Alexander was a vic
tim of his own imagination, that he was
insane in his consciousness. The only
thing to do, I thought was to make him
agine something else, and all would be
well.
