By her colour it is evident she is only in a swoon.

What doctor shall I send ?" Heliobas named one Dr.Morini, 10, Avenue de l'Alma.
"Right! He shall be here straight.

Come, wife--come, girls! Mrs.
Everard, we'll send back our carriage for you and the Colonel.
Good-night! We'll call to-morrow and inquire after mademoiselle." Heliobas gratefully pressed his hand as he withdrew, and his wife and daughters, with whispered farewells, followed him.

We who were left behind all remained near Zara, doing everything we could think of to restore animation to that senseless form.
Some of the servants, too, hearing what had happened, gathered in a little cluster at the drawing-room door, looking with pale and alarmed faces at the death-like figure of their beautiful mistress.

Half an hour or more must have passed in this manner; within the room there was a dreadful silence--but outside the rain poured down in torrents, and the savage wind howled and tore at the windows like a besieging army.
Suddenly Amy Everard, who had been quietly and skilfully assisting me in rubbing Zara's hands and bathing her forehead, grew faint, staggered, and would have fallen had not her husband caught her on his arm.
"I am frightened," she gasped.