I wonder--" He stopped, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," he said, and Grace entered.
"I did not know you were up," said Grace.

"But it is very fortunate as it happens.

I have just been to Miss Darling's room, and she is crying out for you in the wildest Manner." "Ah!" said her brother, rising, "has she been awake long ?" "Nearly an hour, Babette tells me, and all that time she has been frantically calling for you.

Her manner is quite frenzied, and I fear--" "What do you fear ?" "That last night's fright has disordered her reason." "Heaven forbid! I will go to her at once." He left the room as he spoke, and ran upstairs to the chamber of the seamstress.

The gray morning twilight stole drearily through the closed shutter, and the lamp burned dim and dismal still.