She was watched through the night by Caroline and the Countess alternately.

In the morning the sisters met.
'She has consented to let us send for a doctor,' said Caroline.
'Her chief desire seems to be a lawyer,' said the Countess.
'Yes, but the doctor must be sent for first.' 'Yes, indeed! But it behoves us to previse that the doctor does not kill her before the lawyer comes.' Caroline looked at Louisa, and said: 'Are you ignorant ?' 'No--what ?' cried the Countess eagerly.
'Evan has written to tell Lady Jocelyn the state of her health, and--' 'And that naturally has aggravated her malady!' The Countess cramped her long fingers.

'The child heard it from him yesterday! Oh, I could swear at that brother!' She dropped into a chair and sat rigid and square-jawed, a sculpture of unutterable rage.
In the afternoon Lady Jocelyn arrived.

The doctor was there--the lawyer had gone.

Without a word of protest Juliana accompanied her ladyship to Beckley Court.