I heard steps in the passage--some one opened the door--it was you, Sir, and I begged you to save my life, and unloosen the fiend's grasp from my throat, but instead of the assistance I expected, you seized the knife from the old woman's hand, and with a derisive laugh, plunged it to the hilt in my heart.

I awoke with a scream of agony, and with the perspiration streaming from every part of my body." The dream was no invention of the moment, but had actually occurred, after Dinah North and Mr.Moncton had left my chamber.

I wished to see what impression it would make upon him.
He leaned back in his chair with his eyes still fixed on my face.

"It was strange, very strange--enough to excite a nervous, irritable fellow like you.

Did you hear me come into your room last night ?" Taken by surprise, I gave an involuntary start, but regained my presence of mind in a moment.