“Its name,” repeated Maud. “It was the child of the dead. It—it reminded me of my own. Listen! When I was young—for I was young once—and my hair hung in long silken rights from my brow, when my eyes danced in the pure light of heaven, and my heart mounted with joy, singing like the lark that carries its sweet notes even to the gates of heaven. Long—long ago I clasped to my breast such a dear child as that. So you see it reminded me of my own dear infant.” “And you knew not its name?” said Ada. “Its name!—No, I cannot tell you its name! but I will tell you a dream.” “Answer me one question,” said Ada. “The child, I heard you say, you came to London to save. Was its name Gray?” “Gray—Gray. Who is Gray?” “There is hope even,” sighed Ada, “in the want of confirmation of a terrible doubt. If I am the child she raves so strangely of, she knows me not by that most hateful name.” “Will you hear my dream?” said Maud, endeavouring to rise from the cold stones. Ada saw that blood was trickling from her head, but whether she had struck it in falling, or the man who had attempted her destruction had inflicted the wound, was doubtful. Ada, however, assisted her to her feet, and as she did so she heard the tread of the watchman as he returned slowly from his pursuit. “He’s off,” cried the man. “Hilloa!—Ain’t the woman dead?” “Dead!” shrieked Maud, suddenly confronting the watchman, “is Andrew Britton dead?” “Who?” “Andrew Britton, the savage smith; because he is to die before me. Ha! Ha! Yes, Andrew Britton will die before I do.” With wild laughter she flew rather than ran across the bridge in the direction of Lambeth, and her voice echoed in the still morning air, as she shrieked,— “Andrew Britton—Andrew Britton—I am not dead!—Not dead yet!” The watchman stared after her in amazement, and Ada took the opportunity, while he was thus fully engaged, of walking quickly onwards until she had cleared the bridge and the solemn spires of Westminster Abbey came upon her sight. CHAPTER XXVIII. Ada’s Wanderings.—The Pearl Necklace.—A Kind Heart.—The Park.—A Joyous Meeting.—The Arrangement.