I will tell you some day--if ever I am strong enough for so many words, and if you will hear me out patiently--the whole story of my temptation; how I struggled against it, and only gave way at last when life seemed insupportable to me without the woman I loved." After this he lay quiet again for some minutes, exhausted by having spoken so long.

All the factitious strength, which had made him loud and violent in his delirium, was gone; he seemed as weak as a sick child.
"Where is she ?" he asked at last; "why doesn't she come to me?
You have not answered that question." "I have told you that her place is not here," Gilbert replied evasively.
"You have no right to expect her here, never having given her the right to come." "No; it is my own fault.

She is in Hampshire still, I suppose.

Poor girl, I would give the world to see her dear face looking down at me.

I must get well and go back to her.