The doctor had just come in, and it was his voice, heard for the first time, which sent the blood throbbing so madly through Adah's veins and made the sparks of fire dance before her eyes.

She was not deceived--the tones were too distinct, too full, too well remembered to be mistaken, and stretching out her hands in the dim darkness, she moaned faintly: "George! 'tis George!" and she sank upon the floor.

She could hear him now saying to Anna, as her moan fell on his ear, "What was that Anna?
Are we not alone?
I wish to speak my farewell words in private." "Yes, all alone," Anna replied, "unless--" and stepping to Adah's door she called twice for Rose Markham.
But Adah, though she tried to do so, could neither move nor speak, and Anna failed to see the figure crouching in the darkness, poor, crushed, wretched Adah, who could not dispute her when returning to her brother she said, "There is no one there; Rose has gone to the post office.

I heard her as she went out.

We are all alone.