"Well, but that is very early," in an aggrieved tone.
"Too early"—with disgust. "But that poor old fellow is very unstrung, and begged me to go back at two."
"The General?"
"Yes. I'll pull him through, I think; but he is very shaky and nervous. I am going to sleep there to-night."
"Are you? Oh, I'm glad," said Agatha quickly.
"Glad! Why?"
"I don't know"—she hesitated. "Don't despise me for it, Jack; but I do dread that horrible man, Dr. Darkham. Sometimes I think he is mad. However, at General Montgomery's you will be safe."
Dillwyn laughed gaily, and caught her to him and kissed her.
Darkham kneeling there in his purgatory, had seen and heard everything.... On such and such a day they were to be married. All their young lives were to be a dream of joy!
When they were gone he fell prone upon the earth—with his face to it, and so lay long without moving.