ses. 'Don't, me girl, don't!' 'Garn,' I ses; 'tell me somethin' as 'll
do me some good afore I'm dead! 'Eaven's too far off.'"

"The kingdom of 'eaven is at 'and," said Miss Montaubyn. "Bless yer,
yes, just 'ere."

Antony Dart glanced round the room. It was a strange place. But
something WAS here. Magic, was it? Frenzy--dreams--what?

He heard from below a sudden murmur and crying out in the street. Miss
Montaubyn heard it and stopped in her sewing, holding her needle and
thread extended.

Glad heard it and sprang to her feet.

"Somethin's 'appened," she cried out. "Someone's 'urt."

She was out of the room in a breath's space. She stood outside
listening a few seconds and darted back to the open door, speaking
through it. They could hear below commotion, exclamations, the wail of
a child.

"Somethin's 'appened to Bet!" she cried out again. "I can 'ear the
child."

She was gone and flying down the staircase; Antony Dart and Miss
Montaubyn rose together. The tumult was increasing; people were running
about in the court, and it was plain a crowd was forming by the magic
which calls up crowds as from nowhere about the door. The child's
screams rose shrill above the noise. It was no small thing which had