It all bore upon Maisie.

Sometimes Dick lectured at length on his craft, then he cursed himself for his folly in being enslaved.

He pleaded to Maisie for a kiss--only one kiss--before she went away, and called to her to come back from Vitry-sur-Marne, if she would; but through all his ravings he bade heaven and earth witness that the queen could do no wrong.
Torpenhow listened attentively, and learned every detail of Dick's life that had been hidden from him.

For three days Dick raved through the past, and then a natural sleep.

'What a strain he has been running under, poor chap!' said Torpenhow.