" And Julius told Jenny the manner
of the discovery. She listened, evidently gathering all in, and
then she asked: "And what have you done?"
"Nothing as yet."
"Nothing! while there is this blot on Archie's name, and he is
living in exile, and that Moy is revelling in prosperity. Nothing!
Why don't you publish it to every one?"
"My dear Jenny, I have only known it a week, and I have not been
able to find out where Mr. Moy is."
"What, to have him taken up?"
"Taken up, no; I don't imagine he could be prosecuted after this
length of time and on this kind of evidence. No, to give him
warning."
"Warning? To flee away, and never clear Archie! What are you
about, Julius? He ought to be exposed at once, if he cannot be made
to suffer otherwise."
"Nay, Jenny, that would be hard measure."
"Hard measure!" she interrupted; "what has my innocent Archie had?"
"Think of the old man, his wife and daughter, Jenny."
"She's a Proudfoot.--And that girl the scandal of the country! You
want to sacrifice Archie to them, Julius?"
"You are tired and shaken, Jenny, or you would see that all I want
to do is to act with common consideration and honour.
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