she exclaimed passionately.

I was on the point of interfering in order to bring the colloquy to an end, but I hesitated. They appeared to have forgotten that I was there.

“How so?” said Alresca in a curious whisper. “I have nothing to keep from you, my dear child.”

“Yes,” she said, “you are keeping something from me. This afternoon you told Sir Cyril that you were expecting a misfortune. Well, the misfortune has occurred to you. How did you guess that it was coming? Then, to-night, as they were carrying you away on that stretcher, do you remember what you said?”

“What did I say?”

“You remember, don’t you?” Rosa faltered.