What if I should go straight in and march to HIS window?--what if, by risking to his boyish bewilderment a revelation of my motive, I should throw across the rest of the mystery the long halter of my boldness? This thought held me sufficiently to make me cross to his threshold and pause again. --I sent for you today, Stephen, because I wished to speak to you on a very important subject. The spirit of liberty is the sovereign balm for every injury which our institutions may receive. "I don't believe anything so horrible," I recollect saying; "no, let us put it definitely, my dear, that I don't.