like magic. That fatal look of a common intelligence, of a common assent,
was exchanged among the doomers of the prisoner's life and death as the
Judge concluded.

They found the prisoner guilty.

The Judge drew on the black cap.




CHAPTER VI.

THE DEATH.--THE PRISON.--AN INTERVIEW.--ITS RESULT.

"Lay her i' the earth,
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring."
. . . . . . . . . . .
"See in my heart there was a kind of fighting

That would not let me sleep."
--Hamlet.

"Bear with me a little longer," said Madeline. "I shall be well, quite
well presently."

Ellinor let down the carriage window, to admit the air; and she took the
occasion to tell the coachman to drive faster. There was that change in
Madeline's voice which alarmed her.