Her pinched face was ashen in color and damp with a cold sweat, and her eyes, no longer wild and restless, looked piteous and anxious, as of one in dreadful suffering who pleaded mutely for help.

An examination of her pulse showed the beat to be frequent and feeble, and on the slightest movement she gave signs of pain.

Her respiration was short and very rapid.

Mr.Ridley was present, and standing in a position that enabled him to observe the faces of the two doctors as they proceeded with their examination.

Hope died as he saw the significant changes that passed over them.