I left home two hours ago, and then Barbara lay almost at the point of death; insensible." "Insensible," muttered Anthony.

"Oh! my God, insensible." "Yes," went on the clergyman in a voice of patient resignation.

"I don't understand much about such things, but the inflammation appears to have culminated that way.

Now either she will never wake again, or if she wakes she may live.

At least that is what they tell me, but they may be wrong.