In short, was in a perfectly unreasonable and incapable condition--fear had taken such hold of her in her weak state of health that Lucia began to think it would end in nervous fever.

With her the dread of Bailey began to be quite lost in apprehension for her mother, and her own affairs had to be put altogether on one side to make room for these new anxieties.
In the afternoon of that day Mrs.Costello suddenly roused herself from a fit of thought.
"We must go somewhere," she said.

"That is certain, whatever else is.

As soon as Maurice comes we ought to be prepared to start.

Do go, Lucia, and see if there is any packing you can do--without attracting attention, you know." "But, mamma," Lucia objected, "Maurice cannot be here to-day, nor even, I believe, to-morrow, at the very soonest, and I will soon do what there is to do." "There is a great deal.