She battled with a deadly faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. What was the objection? She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. She had never experienced anything so disagreeable in her life as the sense of being held helplessly off her feet. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. ‘You do not use your head, Emile,’ she said flatly. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed.
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