The blow was tempered, but you are paralyzed by the shock." "Miss Prior, is my face cut ?" "Not badly, my dear." My arm was set, my face bandaged, some opium administered, and then I was left alone with Miss Prior.

I grew drowsy, but suffered so from the illusion that I was falling out of bed that I could not sleep.
It was near morning when I shook off my drowsiness and looked about; Miss Prior was nodding in an arm-chair.

I asked for drink, and when she gave it to me, begged her to lie down on the sofa; she did not need urging, and was soon asleep.
"What room is he in ?" I thought.

"I must know where he is." I sat up in the bed, and pushed myself out by degrees, keeping my eyes on Miss Prior; but she did not stir.

I staggered when I got into the passage, but the cool air from some open window revived me, and I crept on, stopping at Alice's door to listen.