st enough in
the subject to ask for information. She also mentioned Miss Minerva. "Do
you know where she has gone? Don't you think she ought to write to me?"
Teresa offered to make inquiries. She turned her head wearily on the
pillow, and said, "Never mind!" On another occasion, she asked for Zo,
and said it would be pleasant if Mr. Gallilee would call and bring her
with him. But she soon dropped the subject, not to return to it again.

The only remembrance which seemed to dwell on her mind for more than
a few minutes, was her remembrance of the last letter which she had
written to Ovid.

She pleased herself with imagining his surprise, when he received it;
she grew impatient under her continued illness, because it delayed her
in escaping to Canada; she talked to Teresa of the clever manner in
which the flight had been planned--with this strange failure of memory,
that she attributed the various arrangements for setting discovery at
defiance, not to Miss Minerva, but to the nurse.

Here, for the first time, her mind was approaching dangerous ground. The
stealing of the letter, and the events that had followed it, stood next
in the order of remembrance--if she was capable of a continued
effort. Her weakness saved her. Beyond the writing of the letter, her
recollections were unable to advance. Not the faintest allusion to any
later circumstances escaped her. The poor stricken brain still sought
its rest in frequent intervals of sleep. Sometimes, she drifted back
into partial unconsciousness; sometimes, the attacks of sickness
returned. Mr. Null set an excellent example of patience and resignation.
He believed as devoutly as ever in his prescriptions; he placed the
greatest reliance on time and care. The derangement of the stomach (as
he called it) presented something positive and tangible to treat: he had
got over the doubts and anxieties that troubled him, when Carmina
was first removed to the lodgings. Looking confidently at the
surface--without an idea of what was going on below it--he could tell
Teresa, with a safe conscience, that he understood the case. He was
always ready to comfort her, when her excitable Italian nature passed
from the extreme of hope to the extreme of despair. "My good woman, we
see our way now: it's a great point gained, I assure you, to see our
way."

"What do you mean by seeing your way?" said the downright nurse. "Tell
me when Carmina will be well again."

Mr. Null's medical knowledge w