Captain Dillington recovered himself some what when he saw my tears. "Mrs. Ravener forgets that in a divorce suit a great many things must be proved. You say you have had us watched by detectives. May I ask if they have discovered the identity of the co-respondent?"
The coolness with which he spoke almost amused me. I laughed amidst my sobs. "I—I have all the evidence I need," I managed to say. "Suppose," with an attempt at mirth, "I—I should make you co-respondent, Captain Dillington?"
He smiled, but it was with a great effort, I could see.
"Very good, very good," he said, with manifest uneasiness.
"Do not—do not talk like that, Elsie," said Arthur, imploringly. "You will not bring this—this scandal upon us all. You—you did love me, Elsie. I do not believe that I have quite killed your love. You would not ruin me like this. You would not bring disgrace upon your family." He broke down, sobbing.
"The disgrace," I said sternly, feeling con-
