And in this frame of mind he presented himself before Patty Ringrose.
"She can't go to-day," said Patty, with an air of concern.

"You were quite right--she is really ill." "Has she gone out ?" "No, she's upstairs, lying on the bed.

She says she has a dreadful headache, and if you saw her you'd believe it.

She looks shocking.

It's the second night she hasn't closed her eyes." A savage jealousy was burning Hilliard's vitals.