XV. SOOLSBY'S HAND UPON THE CURTAIN
XVI. THE DEBT AND THE ACCOUNTING
XVII. THE WOMAN OF THE CROSS-ROADS
XVIII. TIME, THE IDOL-BREAKER
XIX. SHARPER THAN A SWORD
XX. EACH AFTER HIS OWN ORDER
XXI. "THERE IS NOTHING HIDDEN WHICH SHALL NOT BE REVEALED"
XXII. AS IN A GLASS DARKLY
XXIII. THE TENTS OF CUSHAN
XXIV. THE QUESTIONER
XXV. THE VOICE THROUGH THE DOOR
XXVI. "I OWE YOU NOTHING"
XXVII. THE AWAKENING
CHAPTER XV
SOOLSBY'S HAND UPON THE CURTAIN
Faith raised her eyes from the paper before her and poised her head
meditatively.
"How long is it, friend, since--"
"Since he went to Egypt?"
"Nay, since thee--"
"Since I went to Mass?" he grumbled humorously.
She laughed whimsically. "Nay, then, since thee made the promise--"
"That I would drink no more till his return--ay, that was my bargain;
till then and no longer! I am not to be held back then, unless I change
my mind when I see him. Well, 'tis three years since--"
"Three years! Time hasn't flown.
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