Again she left the room, put on her out-of-door things, and went to post the letter.

By this time she began to feel the results of exertion and excitement; headache and tremulous failing of her strength obliged her to go to bed almost as soon as she returned.

Mildred waited upon her with undiminished kindness.
'It's all right,' Monica murmured, as her head sank on the pillow.

'I feel so relieved and so glad--so happy--now I have done it.' 'Good-night, dear,' replied the other, with a kiss, and went back to her semblance of reading.
Two days later Monica called unexpectedly at Mrs.Conisbee's.

Being told by that worthy woman that Miss Madden was at home, she ran upstairs and tapped at the door.