"I will, I will."

He looked at her again, and smiled. Arabella gently let his head fall
back upon the pillow.

"Throw a handkerchief over my face," he said feebly, "and leave me; but
be in call; I feel sleepy." His eyes closed; he seemed asleep even
before they stole from the room.

"You will bring his father to him?" said Arabella, when she and Lady
Montfort were again alone. "In this packet is Jasper's confession of the
robbery for which that poor old man suffered. I never knew of that
before. But you see how mild he is now!--how his heart is changed; it is
indeed changed more than he shows; only you have seen him at the worst--
his mind wanders a little to-day; it does sometimes. I have a favour to
ask of you. I once heard a preacher, not many months ago; he affected me
as no preacher ever did before. I was told that he was Colonel Morley's
nephew. Will you ask Colonel Morley to persuade him to come to Jasper?"

"My cousin, George Morley! He shall come, I promise you; so shall your
poor patient's forgiving father. Is there more I can do?"

"No. Explain to Mr. Darrell the reason why I have so long delayed
sending to him the communication which he will find in the packet I have
given to you, and which you will first open, reading the contents
yourself--a part of them, at least, in Jasper's attestation of his
stratagem to break off your marriage with Mr. Darrell, may yet be of some
value to you--you had better also show the papers to Colonel Morley--he
may complete the task. I had meant, on returning to England, or before