Her heart should be there--her heart--her heart!" Horrible! but you insisted, Ranelagh." "I thought I heard that word glass," I muttered, more to myself than to him.

Then, with a choking fear of giving away my thought, but unable to resist the opportunity of settling my own fears, I asked: "Was there glass in the casket lid ?" "No; there never is." "But she may have thought there was," I suggested hastily.

"I'm much obliged to you, Clifton.

I had to hear those sentences again.

Morbidness, no doubt; the experience of the last three weeks would affect a stronger-minded man than myself." Then before he could reply: "What do you think the nurse meant by a violent change in her patient ?" "Why, she roused up, I suppose--moved, or made some wild or feverish gesture." "That is what I should like to know.