"Let me give you some broth. The doctor said you might have it, if you

came to."

She brought him a cup, but to Derrick's disgust he could not grasp it,

and she held it to his lips while he drank.

"You're an angel," he said; "yes, an angel. You look pale; you've been

nursing me all this time. How long is it?"

"Four days," she said, in a low voice. They had been the happiest four

days of her life.

"Good lord!" he muttered. "Four days! Oh, here, I say, I wish I could

thank you properly, but I can't."

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"There's no need," she said, in a low voice. "I'll go and tell the

doctor and Mr. Bloxford."

She smoothed the clothes about him, her eyes still downcast, but as she

went to the door she turned and looked at him. Derrick met the gaze of

the dark eyes full blank, and as he did so the colour rose to his face,

and it was his turn for his eyes to become downcast.

He had learned her secret, and his heart was heavy within him, for,

though they were unlike, the eyes of that other girl, who was always in

his thoughts, flitted between him and Isabel.




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