His flight had profited nothing; woe had come upon her he loved, and upon the man he most desired to befriend.
Half an hour after the return of the messenger, the servant came to the door and said that 'Mr.Grail' was below.
'Yes.

I'll see him.' He spoke the words with difficulty.

He advanced to the middle of the room.

Gilbert came in, and the door was closed behind him.
The man looked as if he had risen from his death-bed to obey this summons.

The flesh of his face had shrunk, and left the lines of his countenance sharp.