Arabella was silent for a moment, and Lady Montfort rose hastily to
depart.

"You will see him again, I tell you;" and Arabella then following her to
the door:

"Stay; do you think HE will die?"

"Good heavens! Mr. Darrell?"

"No, no--Jasper Losely!"

"I hope not. What does Dr. F. say?"

"He will not tell me. But it is not the paralysis alone; he might
recover from that--so young still. There are other symptoms; that
dreadful habit of stimulants! He sinks if he has them not--they hasten
death if he has. But--but--but--HE IS MINE, AND MINE ONLY, TO THE GRAVE
--NOW!"




CHAPTER XI.

THE CRISIS--PUBLIC AND PRIVATE.

Lady Montfort's carriage stopped at Colonel Morley's door just as Carr
Vipont was coming out. Carr, catching sight of her, bustled up to the