She followed him into the hall. Scarcely had he set his foot upon the first step of the staircase, when the bed-room door above suddenly burst open, and Julia, with a shriek of mortal terror, tottered down to the landing. Her face was ashy, and the dark-blue rings around her sunken eyes made them seem almost like the large sockets of a skull. She leaned against the railing, breathing short and hard.
Joseph sprang up the steps, but as he approached her she put out her right hand, and pushed against his breast with all her force, crying out: "Go away! You have killed me!"
The next moment She fell senseless upon the landing.
Joseph knelt and tried to lift her. "Good God! she is dead!" he exclaimed.
"No," said Lucy, after taking Julia's wrist, "it is only a fainting fit. Bring some water, Susan."
The frightened woman, who had followed them, rushed down the stairs.
"But she must be ill, very ill," Lucy continued. "This is not an ordinary swoon. Perhaps the violent excitement has brought about some internal injury. You must send for a physician as soon as possible."
"And Dennis not here! I ought not to leave her; what shall I do?"
"Go yourself, and instantly! The carriage is ready. I will stay and do all that can be done during your absence."
Joseph delayed until, under the influence of air and water, Julia began to recover consciousness. Then he understood Lucy's glance,—the women were present and she dared not speak,—that he should withdraw before Julia could recognize him.
He did not spare the horse, but the hilly road tried his
