It was for the instant confounding and bottomless, for if he WERE innocent, what then on earth was _I_? Paralyzed, while it lasted, by the mere brush of the question, I let him go a little, so that, with a deep-drawn sigh, he turned away from me again; which, as he faced toward the clear window, I suffered, feeling that I had nothing now there to keep him from. "Luke will take it," I said as I came back. It might be difficult for you to live here now. On and on and on and on! He halted suddenly and heard his heart in the silence.