CHAPTER XV.
ADVERTISEMENT .-- On Thursday evening last a lady arrived at the little village of Redcliffe, and took lodgings there.

The same evening she fell ill of brain fever, and now is in danger of death.

She is a stranger to all in the village, and no clue as to her name or friends can be found.
Any one who has a missing relative or friend is requested to attend to this advertisement.
Then followed a description of the lady and of the dress she wore.

Lord Atherton felt sure that it was his lost wife.
Without saying one word, he went at once to Redcliffe; he went to the address given and was referred to Mrs.Hirste's.
He went there, and said he had every reason to believe the lady mentioned in the advertisement was his wife.

"She left home," he said, "unknown to us, delirious, without doubt, at the time, and quite unable to account for her own action." They took him into the room where she lay; he looked at the flushed face and shining eyes.
"It is my wife," he said, quietly.