You will be able to tell my father how I died." "It will be a great comfort to him to learn the tranquil frame in which I have found you," replied Hodges.
"How long have I to live ?" asked Amabel, somewhat quickly.

"Do not deceive me." "You had better make your preparations without delay," returned Hodges.
"I understand," she replied; and joining her hands upon her breast, she began to murmur a prayer.
Hodges, who up to this moment had had some difficulty in repressing his emotion, withdrew to a short distance to hide his fast-falling tears.

He was roused shortly after, by a sudden and startling cry from the old woman.
"Oh, sir, she is going! she is going!" ejaculated Mrs.Batley.He found the exclamation true.

The eyes of the dying girl were closed.

There was a slight quiver of the lips, as if she murmured some name--probably Rochester's--and then all was over.
Hodges gazed at her sorrowfully for some time.