But he took no notice of her, not even turning his eyes upon her.

He staggered blindly along the road to the gate; it gave way before him with a reluctant rattle, and closed with an ill-tempered clap as he passed through.
Swaying from side to side of the marble walk, he at last reached the porch.

In trying to ascend the steps, he stumbled, and pitched forward in a heavy fall.
"There!--confound his obstinacy! he's fainted," muttered the professor, with an awful frown, while the tears ran down his cheeks.

"Here, Michael, help me carry him in before he comes to.".