I fear, however, that it is now too late--you see that I am already on the brink of the grave, in consequence of the evil influence which the dreadful villain has gained over me, and, indeed," she added, bursting into tears, "I have, at this moment, no hopes of recovery.

My strength, both bodily and mental, is gone--I am as weak as an infant, and I see nothing before me but an early grave.

I have also other sorrows, but even to you I will not disclose them--perhaps on my bed of death I may." The last words were scarcely uttered when she fainted.

Her parents were dreadfully alarmed--in a moment both were in tears, but they immediately summoned assistance.

Sarah Sullivan made her appearance, attended by others of the servants; the usual remedies were applied, and in the course of about ten or twelve minutes she recovered, and was weeping in a paroxysm bordering on despair when Harry Woodward entered the room.
This was too much for the unfortunate girl.