CHAPTER V.
THE PROFESSOR ACTS.
The medical student looks at her eagerly.
"When--where ?" he asks, huskily.
Any one who has met the woman about whom cluster all the tender associations and thoughts of his lonely years of childhood, must assume new importance in his eyes.
"It was a year or so ago.

At the time I was in Paris with my uncle, Sir Hugh, then alive." "Yes, yes, she was there about that time, as I have since learned." "I was out driving alone; it was just at dusk when we were returning from the boulevards, and a wheel came off the vehicle.
"Though a little alarmed, I kept my senses, and bade the driver tie his horse and then seek another vehicle for me.
"The neighborhood chanced to be a rather unsavory one.

I could hear boisterous men singing, and on finding myself alone I grew alarmed.

From windows frowzy heads were thrust out and rude women mocked at me.

I feared insult, injury.