Was he now lying dead in that blazing--She screamed aloud with the thought of it! "Can't something be done ?" she cried again and again, without taking her gaze from the doomed bungalow.

She turned fiercely upon Bobby Browne, his countryman.

Afterward she recalled that he stood staring as she had stared, Lady Deppingham clasping his arm with both of her hands.

The glance also took in the face of Deppingham.

He was looking at his wife and his eyes were wide and glassy, but not with terror.