"You don't think, Sue, do yer," said Connie, "that us could stop seekin' yer until we found yer?"
Sue gave a startled cry.
"Connie—Connie! Oh Connie! 'ow is Giles?"
"'E wants yer more than anything in all the world."
"Then he—he's—still alive?"
"Yus, he's still alive; but he wants yer. He thought you was in the country, gettin' pretty rooms for you and him. But oh, Sue! he's goin' to a more beautiful country now."
Sue didn't cry. She was about to say something, when Harris bent forward.
"God in 'eaven bless yer!" he said in a husky voice. "God in 'eaven give back yer strength for that noble deed yer ha' done for me an' mine! But it's all at an end now, Susan—all at an end—for I myself 'ave tuk the matter in 'and, an' hall you 'as to do is to get well as fast as ever yer can for the sake o' Giles."
"You mustn't excite her any more to-night," said the nurse then, coming forward; "seeing," she added, "that you have given the poor little thing relief. You can come again to-morrow; but now she must stay quiet."
Late as the hour was when Harris and Connie left St. Thomas's Hospital, Harris turned to Connie.