ing her there is insanity in my family before you're through with it."
"Not at all," he said severely. "People never admit that sort of thing, you know. But certainly it isn't asking too much of you to act tired and listless, and a little distracted, is it? She'll ask what's the matter, and you simply say you're afraid you're going to have a nervous breakdown or—or—"
"Or paresis," she supplied.
"Whatever you like," he said promptly. "Now you will do this for me, won't you? You don't know what it will mean to me to feel that she is safe here with you."
"I will do my best," she said, for she loved him dearly—and the girl that he loved dearly too.
"Hurray!" he shouted,—and kissed her!
"Don't be foolish," she cried out. "You've tumbled my hair, and Julia had a terrible time with it tonight."
"When will you tackle—see her, I mean?" he asked, sitting down abruptly and drawing his chair a little closer.
"The first time she comes in to see me," she replied firmly, "and not before. You must not demand too much of a sick, collapsible old lady, you know. Give me time,—and a chance to get my bearings."
He drew a long breath. "I seem to be getting my own for the first time in days."
She hesitated. "Of course, it is all very quixotic,—and most unselfish of you. Lord Temple. Not every man would do as much for a girl who—well, I'll not say a girl who is going to be married before long, because I'd only be speculating,—but for a girl, at any rate, who can never be expected to repay. I take it,
