I wish you'd--yes, look here, just let me know when he comes to.

I shall be hanging about.

I say," he added, with another furtive glance at her pale face, "you're looking pretty upset yourself.

I suppose they've shoved everything on to you .-- And there's Miriam! What's become of her ?" "Lady Heyton is in bed--and asleep, I hope, my lord," said Celia; and reluctantly and with a touch of colour, she added, "I think it would be better not to disturb her ladyship; she--she is very much upset; very ill, indeed." He nodded.

"Not to be surprised at!" he said.