Your mind is too much disturbed.

To-morrow, at noon, I would like to see you again." Freeling made a motion to rise, but Mrs.Dinneford did not stir.
"Perhaps," he said, "you decide at once to let things take their course.
Understand me, I am ready for either alternative.

The election is with yourself." Mrs.Dinneford was too much stunned by all this to be able to come to any conclusion.

She seemed in the maze of a terrible dream, full of appalling reality.

To wait for twenty-four hours in this state of uncertainty was more than her thoughts could endure.