Manisty stood in the light.
He bounded to her side.

His strength released hers.

The upper part of the door was glass, and that dark gasping form on the other side of it was visible to them both, in a pale dawn light from the glass passage.
'Go!'-- he said--'Go through my room--find Eleanor!' She fled.

But as she entered the room, she tottered--she fell upon the chair that Manisty had just quitted,--and with a long shudder that relaxed all her young limbs, her senses left her.
Meanwhile the whole apartment was alarmed.

The first to arrive upon the scene was the strong housemaid, who found Alice Manisty stretched upon the floor of the glass passage, and her brother kneeling beside her, his clothes and hands torn in the struggle with her delirious violence.