Stay," she added, as a new thought seemed to strike her; "I must go, or they will look for me; but after breakfast I will return, and do for you what I can.

Lie down again upon the hay." She spoke kindly to him, but he felt it was as she would have spoken to any one in distress, and not as once she had addressed him.

But he knew that he deserved it, and he suffered her to leave him, watching her with streaming eyes as she hurried along the path, and counting the minutes, which seemed to him like hours, ere he saw her returning.

She was very white when she came back, and he noticed that she frequently glanced toward the house, as if haunted by some terror.

Constantly expecting detection, he grasped her arm, as she bent to bathe his swollen foot, and whispered huskily: "Adah, there's something on your mind--some evil you fear.