was so efficient that when he had brought
Jinny and the buggy to the door, Philly was
able to gasp out that Mr. Fenn was sick.
"Dying."

"Don't try to talk," he said again,
as he helped her into the buggy. But
after a while she was able to tell him,
hoarsely:

"I wanted him to love me." William
King was silent. "I used a charm. It
was wicked."

"Come, come; not wicked," said the
doctor; "a little foolish, perhaps. A
new frock, and a rose in your hair,
and a smile at another man, would be
enough of a charm, my dear."

Philippa shook her head. "It was
not enough. I wore my best frock, and
I went to Dr. Lavendar's church--"

"Good gracious!" said William King.

"They were not enough. So I used
a charm. I made a drink--"

"Ah!" said the doctor, frowning.