I have been shamefully treated, and I don't care what becomes of me." "If you are unable to take care of yourself, Geoffrey," he replied, clasping my hand fervently in his own, and directing my steps down a less frequented street, "it is highly necessary that some one should, until your mind a restored to its usual tranquillity.

Return with me to my lodgings; take a composing draught, and go to bed.

Your eyes are bloodshot, and starting from your head for want of sleep." "Sleep! how is it possible for me to sleep, when the blood is boiling in my veins, and my brain is on fire, and I am tempted every moment to commit an act of desperation ?" "This feverish state cannot last, my poor friend; these furious bursts of passion must yield to exhaustion.

Your knees bend under you.

In a few minutes we shall be beyond public observation, and can talk over the matter calmly." As he ceased speaking, a deadly faintness stole over me--my head grew giddy, the surrounding objects swam round me in endless circles and with surprising rapidity, the heavens vanished from my sight, and darkness, blank darkness closed me in, and I should have fallen to the earth, but for the strong arm which held me in its grasp.
When I again opened my eyes, it was in the identical apothecary's shop into which, some months before, I had carried the fainting Catherine Lee.