Jane Newton looked up from the letter she was read-
ing with a concerned frown creasing her brow. \"Ste-
phen.\" There was no response from the handsome man
seated opposite across the mahogany breakfast table;
his attention was completely absorbed by the paper
he was reading. \"Stephen.\"
Mr. Newton had spent many years instilling in his
wife the virtue of not disturbing him at his breakfast.
Since she had apparently accepted this lesson， her in-
terruption of his attention was noteworthy enough for
him to set aside the paper and offer her a slightiy quiz-
zing countenance.
\"Yes， my love?\"
\"I have had the most distressing letter from your
sister， Alicia.\"
\"I should have thought she would be more com-
fortable now that Sir Frederick is dead， in spite of
the circumstances，\" he remarked coldheartedly， never
having had much respect for his brother-in-law.
\"Stephen， he has left half of his property to his mis-
tress.\"
\"Good God! You cannot
\"There is no doubt of
be serious!\"
it. Alicia has had to sell
Katterly Grange so that the proceeds could be shared
with that woman.\" A tear escaped her eye and dropped
onto her plate. \"Poor Alicia. Seventeen years married
to that rag-mannered loose-pin and now this.\"
\"I should have gone to her when he died，\" her hus-
band muttered contritely.
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