I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard.

Now you will learn the result." "Heaven support me!" cried Mrs.Sheppard, faintly.
"Breathe at this phial," said Winifred.
Shortly afterwards,--it seemed an age to the anxious mother,--Mr.Wood entered the room, followed by Thames.

The latter looked very pale, either from the effect of his wound, which was not yet entirely healed, or from suppressed emotion,--partly, perhaps, from both causes,--and wore his left arm in a sling.
"Well!" cried Mrs.Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer.

"He is respited ?" "Alas! no," replied Thames, sadly.

"The warrant for his execution is arrived.