"And that note, and the quarrels, and all. Didn't they prove that I was guilty? Yes, they proved it, and I must—must— Will they hang me or electrocute me? I wonder how it feels to be hung or electrocuted?" She gave a hollow, bitter laugh. "I'll soon know, I suppose!" And then she fell back on her pillow exhausted.
The nurse had been aroused by the talking and stood in the doorway.
She gazed questioningly at the young man.
"Did you wake her up?"
"No, she roused up and insisted upon talking."
"She ought to be kept quiet. I'll give her another powder."
"Had you not better wait until the specialist arrives?"
"Well, we can do that—if he isn't delayed too long."
After that the time dragged heavily. Just before train time Raymond took a coach to the depot and there met the specialist and told his story as the pair were driven rapidly to the house.
"It is a purely nervous shock, undoubtedly," said the specialist. "I will first find out from the nurse what the other doctor has given her."
He was soon in consultation with Martha Sampson. In the midst of this Doctor Bird arrived. The local physician was willing enough to transfer the case to new hands.