“Do you refuse spiritual aid?” he cried. “Good Mr. Massey is with Mildred; will you see him?”
“I will,” she rejoined. “Send him to me—send him quickly, or it may be too late.”
Chetwynd hastily departed, but in a very short space of time returned with the chaplain.
Mr. Massey had been told why he was summoned, and regarded the dying woman with profound compassion, being greatly touched by her appearance.
“We must be alone and undisturbed,” he said to Chetwynd.
“I will keep watch outside,” replied the other. “No one shall enter.”
And, with a pitying look at Teresa, he quitted the room.