"Oh, Lady Heyton!"

"Then help me to get away. Send a telegram to my people to say that I am

coming; tell Marie to pack----"

"Yes," said Celia, feeling that Miriam had decided on the best course.

"I will see to everything. Will you lie down and rest, while I get

everything ready?"

"Rest!" echoed Miriam, bitterly. "There cannot be a moment's rest

for me while I am in this house. I have lain awake listening,

listening----" She shuddered. "Go now. I'd try to thank you, if I could.

You've been kind to me--Derrick's wife!" She pushed Celia from her and

rose unsteadily. "Oh, go; I'm grateful, but the sight of you reminds

me----"

With the tears running down her cheeks, Celia left her, to find Marie

and send off the telegram.




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