I soon paid the penalty, in my weakened state, of leading such a life as this.

One evening my head turned suddenly giddy; my heart throbbed frightfully.

I managed to open the window, and to let the fresh air into the room, and I felt better.

But I was not sufficiently recovered to be able to thread my needle.

I thought to myself, 'If I go out for half an hour, a little exercise may put me right again.' I had not, as I suppose, been out more than ten minutes when the attack from which I had suffered in my room was renewed.