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I have your word, at all events," he looked sharply at her as the sudden suspicion crossed him, "I have your word that you'll stay quietly here until you hear from me what Hugh says? You promise me that?" "Yes," his sister answered. He gave a sigh for the sorry relief. That night Amabel's mind wandered wildly. She heard herself, in the lonely room where she lay, calling out meaningless things.
Yet, when she at last gently released Amabel's hand, drawing her own away. Lady Elliston said: "But, won't you come out now?" "Out? Where?" Amabel asked, in the voice of that far distance. "Into the world, the great, splendid world." "Splendid?" "Splendid, if you choose to seize it and take what it has to give." After a moment Amabel asked: "Has it given you so much?"
A convulsive trembling, like his mother's, passed over the young man's face; but whereas only Amabel's hands and body trembled, it was the muscles of Augustine's lips, nostrils and brows that were affected, and to see the strength of his face so shaken was disconcerting, painful. "You don't belong here while I'm here," he said, jerking the words out suddenly.
"You are in a vault, near Saint Faith's," replied Nizza, "and I will not deceive you the disorder you are labouring under is the plague." "The plague!" echoed Leonard, with a look of horror. "Ah! now I recollect. I was attacked immediately after Amabel's departure with her father. Heaven be praised! she is safe. That is some consolation amid all this misery.
Her mother stood by her side, and not far from her sat little Christiana, amusing herself with some childish toy, and ever and anon stealing an anxious glance at her sister. Taking Amabel's arm, and sighing to himself to think how thin it was, the doctor placed his finger upon her pulse.
In less than ten minutes, he walked into Miss Amabel's library again, a little breathless, with eyes shining somewhat and his nostrils big, it might be thought, from haste. She had composed herself, and he knew her confidence was neither to be repeated nor enlarged upon. There she sat awaiting him, dignity embodied, a little more tense than usual and her head held high.
As this was a question impossible for him to answer, he turned to other thoughts and fretted himself for a while with memories of Amabel's disdain and Frederick's careless acceptance of a sacrifice he could never know the cost of, mixed strangely with relief at being free of it all and on the verge of another life.
He dashed in, laid his head on Amabel's knee, and wagged his tail for welcome; gave the same greeting to Mr. and Mrs. Edmonstone, but only for a moment, for he ran restlessly seeking round the room, came to the door, and by his wistful looks made Charlotte let him out.
I read in your livid looks and red and burning eyeballs that you are smitten by the pestilence." It will now be necessary to ascertain what took place at the grocer's habitation subsequently to Amabel's abduction.
'I can't distinctly remember. 'Ah! I cannot think how the Edmonstones could leave you. I shall always blame them for that relapse. 'It had nothing to do with it. Their remaining was impossible. 'On Amabel's account? No, poor thing, I don't blame her, for she must have been quite helpless; but it was exactly like my aunt, to have but one idea at a time.
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