dotage.

She abandoned the thought, however, when the count stepped forward, and
thus allowed Papa Ravinet to be seen behind him.

"Malgat!" she cried,--"Malgat!"

She held out her hands before her as if to push aside a spectre that
had suddenly risen from the grave, and was now opening its arms to seize
her, and carry her off.

In the meantime Malgat came forward, with Henrietta leaning on Mrs.
Bertolle's arm.

"She also," muttered Sarah,--"she too!"

The terrible truth broke at last upon her mind: she saw the snare in
which she had been caught, and felt that she was lost. Then turning to
Daniel, she said to him,--

"Poor man! Who has made you do this? It was not in your loyal heart to
plan such treachery against a woman. Are you mad? And do you not see,
that for the privilege of being loved by me as I love you, and were it
but for a day, Malgat would again rob his employers, and the count would
again give all his millions, and his honor itself?"

She said this; but at the same time she had slipped one of her hands
behind her back, and was feeling for the knob of the door. She got hold
of it, and instantly disappeared, before any one could have prevented
her escape.

"Never mind!" said Malgat. "All the outer doors are guarded."

But she had not meant to escape. There she was again, pale and cold like
marble. She looked defiantly all around her, and said in a mocking tone
of voice,--

"I have loved; and now I can die. That is just. I have loved. Ah!
Planix, Malgat, and Kergrist ought to have taught me what becomes of
people who really love."

Then looking at Daniel, she went on,--

"And you--you will know what you have lost when I am no more. I may die;
but the memory of my love will never die: it will rankle ever in you
like a wound which opens daily afresh, and becomes constantly sorer.
You triumph now, Henrietta; but remember, that between your lips and
Daniel's there will forever rise the shadow of Sarah Brandon."

As she said the last words, she raised a small phial, which she held in
her hand, with an indescribably swift movement to her lips: she drank
the contents, and, sinking into a chair, said,--

"Now I defy you all!"

"Ah, she escapes after all!" exclaimed Malgat, "she escapes from
justice!" He rushed forward to assist her; but Daniel stepped between,
and said,--

"Let her die."

Already horrible convulsions began to seize her; and the penetrating
smell of bitter almonds, which slow