After a short pause of deliberation, I knocked up the porter, procured some cold water, and bathed Tyrrell's temples for several moments before he recovered. He opened his eyes slowly, and looked carefully round with a fearful and suspicious glance: "Gone--gone--(he muttered)--ay--what did he here at such a moment?--vengeance--for what?--I could not tell--it would have killed her--let him thank his own folly. I do not fear; I defy his malice." And with these words, Tyrrell sprung to his feet. "Can I assist you to your home?" said I; "you are still unwell--pray suffer me to have that pleasure." I spoke with some degree of warmth and sincerity; the unfortunate man stared wildly at me for a moment, before he replied. "Who," said he, at last, "who speaks to me--the lost--the guilty--the ruined, in the accents of interest and kindness?" I placed his arm in mine, and drew him out of the yard into the open street. He looked at me with an eager and wistful survey, and then, by degrees, appearing to recover his full consciousness of the present, and recollection of the past, he pressed my hand warmly, and after a short silence, during which we moved on slowly towards the Tuileries, he said,- -"Pardon me, Sir, if I have not sufficiently thanked you for your kindness and attention. I am now quite restored; the close room in which I have been sitting for so many hours, and the feverish excitement of play, acting upon a frame very debilitated by ill health, occasioned my momentary indisposition. I am now, I repeat, quite recovered, and will no longer trespass upon your good nature." "Really," said I, "you had better not discard my services yet. Do suffer me to accompany you home?" "Home!" muttered Tyrrell, with a deep sigh; "no--no!" and then, as if recollecting himself, he said, "I thank you, Sir, but--but--" I saw his embarrassment, and interrupted him. "Well, if I cannot assist you any further, I will take your dismissal. I trust we shall meet again under auspices better calculated for improving acquaintance." Tyrrell bowed, once more pressed my hand, and we parted. I hurried on up the long street towards my hotel.