and dreaming perhaps for the second time that I too was free.

"What a life mine is! what a life my wife's is! If the house were to
take fire, I wonder whether I should make an effort to save myself or to
save her?"

The last two passages read referred to later dates still.

"A gleam of brightness has shone over this dismal existence of mine at
last.

"Helena is no longer condemned to the seclusion of widowhood. Time
enough has passed to permit of her mixing again in society. She is
paying visits to friends in our part of Scotland; and, as she and I are
cousins, it is universally understood that she cannot leave the North
without also spending a few days at my house. She writes me word
that the visit, however embarrassing it may be to us privately, is
nevertheless a visit that must be made for the sake of appearances.
Blessings on appearances! I shall see this angel in my purgatory--and
all because Society in Mid-Lothian would think it strange that my cousin
should be visiting in my part of Scotland and not visit Me!

"But we are to be very careful. Helena says, in so many words, 'I come
to see you, Eustace, as a sister. You must receive me as a brother, or
not receive me at all. I shall write to your wife to propose the day
for my visit. I shall not forget--do you not forget--that it is by your
wife's permission that I enter your house.'

"Only let me see her! I will submit to anything to obtain the
unutterable happiness of seeing her!"

The last extract followed, and consisted of these lines only:

"A new misfortune! My wife has fallen ill. She has taken to her bed with
a bad rheumatic cold, just at the time appointed for Helena's visit
to Gleninch. But on this occasion (I gladly own it!) she has behaved
charmingly. She has written to Helena to say that her illness is not
serious enough to render a change necessary in the arrangements, and to
make it her particular request that my cousin's visit shall take place
upon the day originally decided on.

"This is a great sacrifice made to me on my wife's part. Jealous of
every woman under forty who comes near me, she is, of course, jealous of
Helena--and she controls herself, and trusts me!

"I am bound to show my gratitude for this and I will show it. From this
day forth I vow to live more affectionately with my wife. I tenderly
embraced her this very morning, and I hope, poor soul, she did not
discover the effort that it cost me."

There the readings from the