Walk with me to the top of the street, and we will take a cab." She hung upon his arm, trembling violently; and during the drive to Paddington, she lay back with her eyes closed, holding Waymark's hands in her own, which burned with fever.

On alighting, they found that Mrs.
Enderby had indeed returned; the servant told them so, and at the same time whispered something to Maud.

They went up into the drawing-room, and there found Mrs.Enderby lying upon the couch.

She could not understand when she was spoken to, but nodded her head and looked at them with large, woebegone, wandering eyes.

Every effort to rouse her was vain.
It was a dreadful night.
The early dawn was in the sky when Waymark reached Beaufort Street.
With no thought of sleep, he sat down at once and wrote to Mr.
Woodstock, relating what had happened.