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He had stu Bell was there to talk about, his question indicating that he had no suspicion of the truth Nor had he, and it ca all her prudence, said io ho his hands with sudden emotion "Not die, you don't mean that Who told you so? Who said I was near to death?"

"Dr Grant," was Bell's reply, which brought a fierce frown to Wilford's face, and awoke all the angry passions of his heart

"Dr Grant," he repeated "He says so because he wishes it He would like me removed from his path, but it shall not be I will not die Tell him that I will not die," and Wilford's voice was hoarse with passion as he raised his clinched fists in the air

He was terribly excited, and in her fright Bell ran for Dr Grant But Wilfordafter him words which kept him from the room the entire day, while the sick man rolled, and tossed, and raved in the delirium, which had returned, and which wore him out so fast No one had the least influence over hilance at Mr Caentle words soothed hiainst the saint anted him to die, ceased, and he fell into a troubled sleep

S the bedclothes tidily about him, Marian turned to meet the eyes of both Mr Cae feeling of interest they had watched her, both feeling an aversion to addressing her, and both wondering if she were indeed Genevra, as Katy had affirmed They would not ask her, and both breathedhis son, she left the rooht of her, nor was her name once mentioned, but she was not for a moht with Wilford, who slept off his delirium, and lay with his face turned frouess by its expression as passing in his id silence, answering only in reat drops of sweat constantly oozing out upon his forehead and about the pallid lips