Now for the last time, get into bed." "Sir Eustace!" pleaded Biddy in a hoarse whisper.

"Don't force her, Sir Eustace! Don't now! Don't!" He paid no attention to her.

His eyes were fixed upon his sister's death-white face, and her eyes, strained and glassy were upturned to his.
He said no more.

Isabel's breath came in short sobbing gasps.

She resisted him no longer.