FILE NO. U * - •• Voot proofs, monsieur; where are your >oroofs?" • Raoul'e confession." " Raoul is false." ,,..\-. " That is only too true; but how did he find out the word, if M. Bertomy did not reveal it? And who left the money in the safe but M. Ber- t0These arguments had no effect upon Made- °'"Ànd now tell me," she^said, scornfully, " what became of the money?" . There was no mistaking the significance ot these words: they meant: " You are the instigator of the robbery, and of course have possession of the money.' This harsh accusation from a girl whom he so passionately loved, when, grasping bandit as he was, he gave up for her sake all the money s-ained by his crime, so cruelly hurt Clameran that he turned livid. But his mortification and anger did not prevent him from pursuing the part he had prepared and studied. " A day will come, mademoiselle," he said " when you will deeply regret having treated me so cruelly. I understand your insinuation; you need not, attempt to deny it." . "1 have no idea of denying anything, mon- Sl°" Madeleine!" remonstrated Mme Fauvel, who trembled at the rising anger of the man who had held her fate in his hands, "Made- leine, be careful !" " Mademoiselle is pitiless," said Clameran, sadlv " she creelly punishes an honorable man whose only fault is having obeyed his brother s dying injunctions. And I am here now be- cause I believe in the joint responsibility of all «he members of a family." Here he slowly drew from his pocket several mndles of bank-notes, and laid them on the '"""Raoul stole three hundred and fifty thou- ,1 francs," he said: "I return the same mount It is more than half my fortune. Willingly would I give the rest to insure this being tlie last crime committed by him. Too inexperienced to penetrate this bold, vet simple plan of Clameran's, Madeleine was dumb with astonishment; all her calculations WMm"PfFauvel, on the contrary, accepted this restitution as salvation sent from Heaven. •