In this hour of my agony be merciful to me." But Sir George rudely repulsed her and left the room, following Welch and Dawson, who bore John's unconscious form between them.

Dorothy rose to her feet screaming and tried to follow John.

I, fearing that in her frenzy of grief she might divulge John's name, caught her in my arms and detained her by force.

She turned upon me savagely and struck me in her effort to escape.

She called me traitor, villain, dog, but I lifted her in my arms and carried her struggling to her bedroom.