"Lady Dartelle," he said, "I would give my life for hers! Will you do your best to save her for me?"
"I will," she replied, "you may trust me."
Adrian did not leave the house, but Sir Aubrey Dartelle telegraphed Sir Arthur and Lady Vaughan the glad tidings that the lost one had been found. Dr. Ewald was astonished, when he went down stairs, to find himself caught in a most impulsive and excited manner by the hand.
"The truth, doctor," said Lord Chandon, "I must know the truth! Is there any danger?"
"I think not. If she is kept quiet, and free from excitement for two days, I will predict a perfect recovery."
On the third day Lady Dartelle sought Lord Chandon. "Miss Vaughan is much better, and is sitting up," she said, with a quiet smile. "Would you like to go up and see her?"
Hyacinth rose when Adrian entered Lady Dartelle's sitting-room. She stretched out her hands to him with a little imploring cry, and the next moment he had folded her to his heart—he had covered her face with passionate kisses and tears. She trembled in his strong grasp.
"Adrian," she whispered, "do you quite forgive me?"