"She sighed deeply, and put her hand to her head, and appeared for a time to be quite unable to comprehend what had happened to her, or where she was. I sent some tea to her, as I was not prepared to execute my purpose, and she seemed to recover, and asked some questions, but my man was dumb for the occasion, and would not speak, and the result was, she was very much frightened. I left her so for a week or two, and then, one day, I went into her cell. She had greatly altered in her appearance, and looked very pale.
"'Well,' said I, 'how do you find yourself, now?'
"She looked up into my face, and shuddered; but she said in a calm voice, looking round her—
"'Where am I?'
"'You are here!' said I, 'and you'll be very comfortable if you only take on kindly, but you will have a strait waistcoat put on you if you do not.'
"'Good God!' she exclaimed, clasping her hands, 'have they put me here—in—in—'
"She could not finish the sentence, and I supplied the word which she did not utter, and then she screamed loudly—
"'Come,' said I, 'this will never do; you must learn to be quiet, or you'll have fearful consequences.'
"'Oh mercy, mercy! I will do no wrong! What have I done that I should be brought here?—what have I done? They may take all I have if they will let me live in freedom. I care not where or how poor I may be. Oh, Henry! Henry!—if you knew where I was, would you not fly to my rescue? Yes, you would, you would!'
"'Ah,' said I, 'there is no Henry here, and you must be content to do without one.'