carcely audible voice,--"My mother!"

Poor Sarah felt and saw the mischief she had done, and, with streaming
eyes and loud sobbings, lost not a moment in summoning Mrs. Goodwin.
In truth she feared that her mistress lay dying before her, and was
immediately tortured with the remorseful impression that the thoughtless
and indiscreet communication she had made was the cause of her death.
It is unnecessary to describe the terror and alarm of her mother, nor
of her father, when he saw her lying as it were between life
and dissolution. The physician was immediately sent for, but,
notwithstanding all his remedies, until the end of the second day, there
appeared no change in her. Towards the close of that day an improvement
was perceptible; she was able to speak and take some nourishment, but
it was observed that she never once made the slightest allusion to the
disaster which had befallen Charles Lindsay. She sank into a habitual
silence, and, unless when forced to ask for some of those usual
attentions which her illness required, she never ventured to indulge in
conversation on any subject whatsoever. One thing, however, struck Sarah
Sullivan, which was, that in all her startings, both asleep and awake,
and in all her unconscious ejaculations, that which appeared to press
upon her most was the unceasing horror of the Evil Eye. The name of
Charles Lindsay never escaped her, even in the feverish agitation of her
dreams, nor in those exclamations of terror and alarm which she uttered.

"O, save me!--save me from his eye--he is killing me! Yes, Woodward is a
devil--he is killing me--save me--save me!"

Well had the villain done his work; and how his web of iniquity was
woven out we shall see.

On leaving Barney, that worthy gentleman sought his mother, and thus
addressed her:--

"Mother," said he, apparently much moved, "this is a melancholy, and I
trust in heaven it may not turn out a fatal, business. I'm afraid poor
Charles's case is hopeless."

"O, may God forbid, poor boy!" exclaimed Mrs. Lindsay; "for, although he
always joined his father against me, still he was in other respects most
obliging to every one, and inoffensive to all."

"I know that, and I am sorry that this jade--and she is a handsome jade,
they say--should have gained such a cursed influence over him. That,
however, is not the question. We must think of nothing now but his
recovery. The strictest attention ought to be paid to him; and as it has
occur