"But do not essay to speak.
Drink this.

You must husband your strength.

Meantime, let us drive you to your home." Winnifred was lifted tenderly by the menservants into the aristocratic equipage.

The brake was unset, the lever reversed, and the carriage thrown again into motion.
On the way Winnifred, at the solicitation of the Marchioness, related her story.
"My poor child!" exclaimed the lady, "how you must have suffered.

Thank Heaven it is over now.