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"What under heaven has co how she could possibly have coht on the sofa, her dress palled down off her

shoulder where the plague-spot had been, and which, to his amazement, he

sa pure and stainless, and free froue!" was all he could say

"Thank God!" she exclai her hands "But oh! how

can it have happened? It e into the river; I have heard of one or two such

cases before, and if ever I take it," said Or, "my first rush shall be for old Father Thames Here, drink

this, I airl--she was nothing but a girl--drank it off and sat upright like

one inspired with new life As she set down the glass, she lifted her

dark, soleaze

"What is your na low

"You have saved my life, have you not?"

"It was the Earl of Rochester who reserved you from the river; but I

would have done it a ht shudder--"are you not one of

those I saw at the plague-pit? Oh! that dreadful, dreadful plague-pit!"

she cried, covering her face with her hands

"Yes I am one of those"

"And as the other?"

"My friend, Sir Norsley?" she softly repeated, with a sort of recognition