It did him good; that is to say, it brought colour to his face, and enabled him to sit upright.

No sooner was he thus recovered than his eyes fell upon the envelope of a telegram which lay on his writing-table.
"There it is, at last!" He tore the paper, all but sobbing with agony of impatience.
"Good God, I can't see it! I've gone half blind all at once.

Read it for me, Gammon." "Hope see you to-night.

Important news.

If not, in morning .-- Greenacre." "Where did he send it from ?" "Euston, six o'clock." "Then he came by the Irish day-mail.