days of the summer vacation still left us alone together in the house。
〃Excuse me for noticing it；〃 I said to him one morning； while we were engaged over our books〃I cannot help observing that you appear to have some trouble on your mind。 Is it indiscreet； on my part； to ask if I can be of any use to you？〃
He changed colorlooked up at me quicklylooked down again at his bookstruggled hard with some secret fear or secret reluctance that was in himand suddenly burst out with this extraordinary question： 〃I suppose you were in earnest when you preached that sermon in London？〃
〃I am astonished that you should doubt it；〃 I replied。
He paused again； struggled with himself again； and startled me by a second outbreak； even stranger than the first。
〃I am one of the people you preached at in your sermon；〃 he said。 〃That's the true reason why I asked you to take me for your pupil。 Don't turn me out！ When you talked to your congregation of tortured and tempted people； you talked of Me。〃
I was so astonished by the confession； that I lost my presence of mind。 For the moment； I was unable to answer him。
〃Don't turn me out！〃 he repeated。 〃Help me against myself。 I am telling you the truth。 As God is my witness； I am telling you the truth！〃
〃Tell me the _whole_ truth；〃 I said； 〃and rely on my consoling and helping yourely on my being your friend。〃
In the fervor of the moment； I took his hand。 It lay cold and still in mine； it mutely warned me that I had a sullen and a secret nature to deal with。
〃There must be no concealment between us；〃 I resumed。 〃You have entered my house； by your own confession； under false pretenses。 It is your duty to me； and your duty to yourself； to speak out。〃
The man's inveterate reservecast off for the moment onlyrenewed its hold on him。 He considered； carefully considered； his next words before he permitted them to pass his lips。
〃A person is in the way of my prospects in life；〃 he began slowly； with his eyes cast down on his book。 〃A person provokes me horribly。 I feel dreadful temptations （like the man you spoke of in your sermon） when I am in the person's company。 Teach me to resist temptation。 I am afraid of myself； if I see the person again。 You are the only man who can help me。 Do it while you can。〃
He stopped； and passed his handkerchief over his forehead。
〃Will that do？〃 he askedstill with his eyes on his book。
〃It will _not_ do；〃 I answered。 〃You are so far from really opening your heart to me； that you won't even let me know whether it is a man or a woman who stands in the way of your prospects in life。 You used the word 'person；' over and over againrather than say 'he' or 'she' when you speak of the provocation which is trying you。 How can I help a man who has so little confidence in me as that？〃
My reply evidently found him at the end of his resources。 He tried； tried desperately； to say more than he had said yet。 No！ The words seemed to stick in his throat。 Not one of them would pass his lips。
〃Give me time；〃 he pleaded piteously。 〃I can't bring myself to it； all at once。 I mean well。 Upon my soul； I mean well。 But I am slow at this sort of thing。 Wait till to…morrow。〃
To…morrow cameand again he put it off。
〃One more day！〃 he said。 〃You don't know how hard it is to speak plainly。 I am half afraid； I am half ashamed。 Give me one more day。〃
I had hitherto only disliked him。 Try as I might （and did） to make merciful allowance for his reserve； I began to despise him now。
VIII。
THE day of the deferred confession came； and brought an event with it； for which both he and I were alike unprepared。 Would he really have confided in me but for that event？ He must either have done it； or have abandoned the purpose which had led him into my house。
We met as usual at the breakfast…table。 My housekeeper brought in my letters of the morning。 To my surprise； instead of leaving the room again as usual； she walked round to the other side of the table； and laid a letter before my senior pupilthe first letter； since his residence with me； which had been delivered to him under my roof。
He started； and took up the letter。 He looked at the address。 A spasm of suppressed fury passed across his face； his breath came quickly； his hand trembled as it held the letter。 So far； I said nothing。 I waited to see whether he would open the envelope in my presence or not。
He was afraid to open it in my presence。 He got on his feet； he said； in tones so low that I could barely hear him： 〃Please excuse me for a minute〃and left the room。
I waited for half an hourfor a quarter of an hour after thatand then I sent to ask if he had forgotten his breakfast。
In a minute more； I heard his footstep in the hall。 He opened the breakfast…room door； and stood on the threshold； with a small traveling…bag in his hand。
〃I beg your pardon；〃 he said； still standing at the door。 〃I must ask for leave of absence for a day or two。 Business in London。〃
〃Can I be of any use？〃 I asked。 〃I am afraid your letter has brought you bad news？〃
〃Yes；〃 he said shortly。 〃Bad news。 I have no time for breakfast。〃
〃Wait a few minutes；〃 I urged。 〃Wait long enough to treat me like your friendto tell me what your trouble is before you go。〃
He made no reply。 He stepped into the hall and closed the doorthen opened it again a little way； without showing himself。
〃Business in London；〃 he repeatedas if he thought it highly important to inform me of the nature of his errand。 The door closed for the second time。 He was gone。
I went into my study； and carefully considered what had happened。
The result of my reflections is easily described。 I determined on discontinuing my relations with my senior pupil。 In writing to his father （which I did； with all due courtesy and respect； by that day's post）； I mentioned as my reason for arriving at this decision：First； that I had found it impossible to win the confidence of his son。 Secondly； that his son had that morning suddenly and mysteriously left my house for London； and that I must decline accepting any further responsibility toward him； as the necessary consequence。
I had put my letter in the post…bag； and was beginning to feel a little easier after having written it； when my housekeeper appeared in the study； with a very grave face； and with something hidden apparently in her closed hand。
〃Would you please look； sir； at what we have found in the gentleman's bedroom； since he went away this morning？〃
I knew the housekeeper to possess a woman's full share of that amicable weakness of the sex which goes by the name of 〃Curiosity。〃 I had also； in various indirect ways； become aware that my senior pupil's strange departure had largely increased the disposition among the women of my household to regard him as the victim of an unhappy attachment。 The time was ripe； as it seemed to me； for checking any further gossip about him； and any renewed attempts at prying into his affairs in his absence。
〃Your only business in my pupil's bedroom；〃 I said to the housekeeper； 〃is to see that it is kept clean； and that it is properly aired。 There must be no interference； if you please； with his letters； or his papers； or with anything else that he has left behind him。 Put back directly whatever you may have found in his room。〃
The housekeeper had her full share of a woman's temper as well as of a woman's curiosity。 She listened to me with a rising color； and a just perceptible toss of the head。
〃Must I put it back； sir； on the floor； between the bed and the wall？〃 she inquired； with an ironical assumption of the humblest deference to my wishes。 〃_That's_ where the girl found it when she was sweeping the room。 Anybody can see for themselves；〃 pursued the housekeeper indignantly； 〃that the poor gentleman has gone away broken…hearted。 And there； in my opinion； is the hussy who is the cause of it！〃
With those words； she made me a low curtsey； and laid a small photographic portrait on the desk at which I was sitting。
I looked at the photograph。
In an instant； my heart was beating wildlymy head turned giddythe housekeeper； the furniture； the walls of the room； all swayed and whirled round me。
The portrait that had been found in my senior pupil's bedroom was the portrait of Jeromette！
IX。
I HAD sent the housekeeper out of my study。 I was alone； with the photograph of the Frenchwoman on my desk。
There could surely be little doubt about the discovery that had burst upon me。 The man who had stolen his way into my house； driven by the terror of a temptation that he dared not reveal； and the man who had been my unknown rival in the by…gone time； were one and the same！
Recovering self…possession enough to realize this plain truth； the inferences that followed forced their way into my mind as a matter of course。 The unnamed person who was the obstacle to my pupil's prospects in life； the unnamed person in whose company he was assailed by temptations which made him tremble for himself； stood revealed to me now as being； in all human probability； no other than Jeromette。 Had she bound him in the fetters of the marriage which he had himself proposed？ Had she discovered his place of refuge in my house？ And was the letter that had been delivered to him of her writing？ Assuming these questions to be answered in the affirmative； what； in that case； was his 〃business in London〃？ I remembered how he had spoken to me of his temptations； I recalled the expression that had crossed his face when he recognized the handwriting on the letterand the conclusion that followed literally shook me to the soul。 Ordering my horse to be saddled； I rode instantly to the railway…station。
The train by which he had traveled to London had reached the terminus nearly an hour since。 The one useful course that I could take； by way of quieting the dreadful misgivings crowding one after another on my mind； was to telegraph to Jeromette at the address at which I had last seen her。 I sent the subjoined messageprepaying the reply：
〃If you are in any trouble； telegraph to me。 I will be with you by the first train。 Answer； in any case。〃
There was nothing in the way of the immediate dispatch of my message。 And yet the hours passed； and no answer was received。 By the advice of t