You are not able to endure such fatigue." "I am worn out," she said.

"I believe I will lie down, but I feel as though I should never sleep again." She quitted the room, but not to seek her own.

Outside the death-chamber she paused an instant, and her face lighted suddenly.
"Now is my time," she said, under her breath.

"A few hours more and it may be too late.

His safe, he said--the secret spring!" She flitted away, pallid and guilty looking, into Sir Jasper's study.
It was deserted, of course, and there in the corner stood the grim iron safe.
"Now for the secrets of the dead! No fortune-telling jugglery shall blight my darling boy's life while I can help it.