Just then there was a gentle tap on the door. Catherine sprang up, and hastened to it with a fast beating heart. Mr. Ardagh stood there.
"How is she?" he whispered.
"I think she is not in pain. She is just resting. Has Mark come?"
"No."
"Please send him up directly he comes."
She spoke with a hushed, but with an intense, excitement.
"I want him to—to say good-bye to her," she added.
Mr. Ardagh nodded, and went softly downstairs.
"Is that he—is that William Foster?" said Mrs. Ardagh feebly from the bed.