"Ella--Miss Bedford--will you trust me?" said Max in an earnest voice. "Leave matters to me, and I will arrange all. But Mrs Marter will object to your leaving." "I must go," said Ella, who seemed to be speaking as if under some strange influence. "You will go in spite of her wishes?" said Max. "Yes, yes; I must go," said Ella huskily; and raising her hands to her face, she would have left the room. Volume 3, Chapter XV. HOVERING ROUND THE SNARE. "Stop, stop!" said Max hoarsely. "We must have no scene with that weak woman. I will be in waiting by the park entrance of the Colosseum with a cab at four. Meet me there. The train leaves Paddington at 4:50. But do you hear me?" "Yes," she said, speaking as if in a dream. "Do you understand? At the Colosseum at four, without fail." "Yes," said Ella again abstractedly, as he held her cold hand in his, her face being turned towards the door. "But mind this," he said, "this is no time for child's-play. If you are not there soon after the time named, I must catch the train, and I dare not wait. If you are not there, I go alone!" "Do you think I could fail?" said Ella, turning upon him her sweet candid countenance. "I will be there." Was Max Bray ashamed of his face, that he held it down as he hurried from the house? Perhaps not; but he was evidently much excited, for he muttered half aloud, as if running over certain plans that he had arranged for a particular end. "Could it be right? Was it all true?" Ella asked herself, when alone in her bedroom, with the sense of a deep unutterable misery crushing her; and once more she read the letters she had retained. "O yes, it was too true, too true! But what was she about to do? To accompany the man she mistrusted, the man she dreaded? He had been trusted, though, before now; and of late, too, his conduct had been so different--he had even seemed to dislike her. Still, under any other circumstances, she would not have gone; but at such a time, in answer to such an appeal, how could she stay?" Her brain was in a whirl, and she could not reason quietly. She only knew now the depth of love she felt, and urged by that love, everything else seemed little and of no import. Hours must have passed, when, after sending twice to Mrs Marter, she received that lady's gracious permission to wait upon her. "I should have sent for you before long--as soon as I felt that I could bear it, Miss Bedford," said Mrs Marter--"to demand some explanation of your receiving visitors early in the morning without my consent. I understand that somewhere about seven o'clock--" "I believe the clock had struck nine," said Ella quietly. "Seven, or eight, or nine, or ten, it's all the same!" exclaimed Mrs Marter angrily. "Pray, Miss Bedford, what did Mr Bray want here this morning? Was it supposed that I should not know of the visit?"