I—nothavingbeeofallasleep,anddeeming,fromtheperfectsilehedormitory,thatmypanionswerealltinprofoundrepose—rosesoftly,putonmyfroynight-dress,and,withoutshoes,creptfromtheapartment,aoffiofMissTemple’sroom.Itwasquiteattheotherendofthehouse;butIknewmyway;andthelightoftheuncloudedsummermooeringhereapassagewindows,eofinditwithoutdifficulty.AnodourofcamphorandburntvinegarwarnedmewhenIearthefeverroom:andIpasseditsdoorquickly,fearfullestthenurseallnightshouldhearme.IdreadedbeingdiscoveredabaustseeHelen,—Imustembraceherbeforeshedied,—Imustgiveherokiss,exgewithheroword.

    Havingdesdedastaircase,traversedaportionofthehousebelow,andsucceededinopeningandshutting,withoutwodoors,Ireachedanhtofsteps;theseImounted,andthenjustoppositetomewasMissTemple’sroom.Alightshohroughthekeyholeandfromuhedoor;aprofoundstillnesspervadedtheviity.ingnear,Ifoundthedhtlyajar;probablytoadmitsomefreshairintothecloseabodeofsiess.Indisposedtohesitate,andfullofimpatientimpulses—soulandsensesquiveringwithkeenthroes—Iputitbadlookedin.MyeyesoughtHelen,andfearedtofih.

    ClosebyMissTemple’sbed,andhalfcoveredwithitswhitecurtains,therestoodalittlecrib.Isawtheoutlineofaformuheclothes,butthefacewashidbythehangings:thenurseIhadspokentointhegardensatinaneasy-chairasleep;anunsnuffeddleburntdimlyoable.MissTemplewasnottobeseen:Ikerwardsthatshehadbeencalledtoadeliriouspatientinthefever-room.Iadvahenpausedbythecribside:myhandwasoain,butIpreferredspeakingbeforeIwithdrewit.Istillrecoiledatthedreadofseeingacorpse.

    “Hele