tter; but she could not read a line of it,

r and over again, clutching he

r into a thousand shreds, and flung the

e told her all? When she went home, would they fo

ter. If she refused to marry the horrible hunchbac

3

? The very thought of it made

your hands would have been e

and one of the house-maids, passing th

nsciousness; but it was quite useless. When they

ot return? The hotel physician did

typhoid. Either is contagious, therefore dangerous. I should

led his bill!" exclaimed the propr

await the return of the young gentleman who accompanied her

ollow, was taken to the hospital. The waning summer days drifted slowly by, and autumn came with its dead, rustling leaves and

yal?" she as

d story; adding: "He never came back to inquire for you. He has deserted you. He did not care whether or not

nged its pallor, the dark eyes never

at once," said the girl, att

exclaimed the nurse. "It wou

mother," moaned

he found that Cot 27 was empty. The girl had flown! The most diligent sear

ensconced in a corner of the car, wa

ith eyes that did not see so inte

ath. "It would be easier for me to die. But what shall I do to rai

t, radiant moon and the golden stars to which she rais

d and sped like a storm-driven swallow up the village street and along the high-road, until, almos

ep over her? What did the awful presentiment, as of coming evil,