Oh, Stephen--Stephen, but it's a bad, bad business! I'm beat out wondering what ought to be done." She pushed back her chair, and began walking up and down the room like one whose suffering can find no other relief, pausing now and then to speak to him as she passed.

"I tried to get her to listen.

I told her Mr.Felix might be coming over from London.

I had to put it to her that way, but she nearly went out of her mind, stiffened up, and began to put on such a wild look that I had to stop.

Have you heard from him lately ?" "No, I wrote and wrote and could get no answer.