Nine o'clock the next--or rather, by the way in which we calculate time, calling by the same title the hours of obscurity and those of sunshine, the same--morning, Mr and Mrs Marter were not down, nor likely to be for some time; but Ella was just rising from the schoolroom breakfast-table, where she had partaken of a pleasant meal of extremely weak tea, sweetened with moist sugar of a fine treacley odour, and thick bread, plastered with rank, tubby, salt butter. The meal had gone off more quietly than usual,--no one had upset any tea, neither had the youngest child turned her delicate hand and arm, as was much her custom, into a catapult, for the purpose of hurling bread-and-butter at her sisters. Certainly, this young lady had made one snatch at the butter, lying lumpy and yellow upon a plate, and had succeeded in grasping it, as was shown by the traces of her fingers; but when admonished therefor, and threatened with long tasks, she had only howled for five minutes, and had not, as was her wont, thrown herself upon her back upon the floor, and screamed until she was black in the face. "Mr Bray wants to see you, miss," said a housemaid, entering the schoolroom, the footman not being dressed at so early an hour. "To see me?" ejaculated Ella. "Yes, miss; he says he wants to see _you_ pertickler, and he's now waiting in the dining-room." "Is Mrs Marter down yet?" said Ella, troubled at this unusual call, and at such a strange hour. "No, miss; nor won't be for long enough." "Ask Mr Bray if he would be kind enough to call again at twelve," said Ella, after a few moments' thought. "I am engaged now with the children." "Yes, miss," said the girl; and she departed, to return at the end of five minutes, with a card bearing in pencil: "_If you value your peace of mind, come to me. I have a letter for you from the country. A case of life or death_!" "Mrs Brandon must be ill," thought Ella; and hurriedly leaving the room, she stood the next minute face to face with Max, who was very pale, as he respectfully held out his hand, which was, however, unnoticed. "Miss Bedford," he said softly, "I fear that my visits have always been associated with that which was to you unpleasant, from the fact, though, that you did not know my real nature. This visit will, I fear, be only another that shall add to the dislike you entertain for me, but which of late you have so kindly disguised." Ella did not speak, but stood watching him eagerly.