But think of himself; what advantage have we over him?
I know no longer what to believe.

Oh, Hubert!' He left his chair and walked to a more distant part of the room, where he was beyond the range of lamp and firelight.

Standing here, he pressed his hand against his side, still breathing hard, and with difficulty suppressing a groan.
He came a step or two nearer.
'Mother,' he said, hurriedly, 'I am still far from well.

Let me leave you: speak to me again to-morrow.' Mrs.Eldon made an effort to rise, looking anxiously into the gloom where he stood.

She was all but standing upright--a thing she had not done for a long time--when Hubert sprang towards her, seizing her hands, then supporting her in his arms.