As I walked I felt that my Lady--it gives me a pang every time I remember that I do not know even her name--was not quite so far away from me.

It made my heart beat to think that it might mean that she was coming to me.

Could not I as well as Aunt Janet have a little Second Sight! I went towards the window, and, standing behind the curtain, listened.

Far away I thought I heard a cry, and ran out on the Terrace; but there was no sound to be heard, and no sign of any living thing anywhere; so I took it for granted that it was the cry of some night bird, and came back to my room, and wrote at my journal till I was calm.

I think my nerves must be getting out of order, when every sound of the night seems to have a special meaning for me.
RUPERT'S JOURNAL--_Continued_.
_July_ 7, 1907 When the grey of the morning came, I gave up hope of my wife appearing, and made up my mind that, so soon as I could get away without exciting Aunt Janet's attention, I would go to St.Sava's.