"Oh, sir, sir, can you save her?" he exclaimed, handing Dr. Jessop's note to Dr. Musgrave, when he came back. "It's impossible that so young and sweet a creature as Miss Lucy should be allowed to die. It cannot be, sir; it cannot be; it would break the Colonel's heart, and mine, too." CHAPTER EIGHT. THE YOUNG HEIRESS.--HARRY COMES OUT IN LONDON NOT UNDER THE BEST OF AUSPICES. Mr. Musgrave threw himself into his arm-chair, and crossing his legs, with a frown of thought on his brow, looked over Dr. Jessop's notes. "I will go down to-morrow," he said, turning to Paul, who stood before him eagerly watching his countenance, as if he could there read the probable fate of his beloved young mistress. "I cannot possibly go to-day; I may be of some use, but it is doubtful. However, I will send a medicine which may be efficacious, and suggest to Dr. Jessop how he may treat the young lady." "Oh! sir, cannot you come, cannot you save her?" exclaimed Paul, not understanding what the doctor had said, but only making out that he was unable to accompany him back. "Yes, yes, my friend," answered the doctor, touched by the old soldier's earnestness, "To-morrow I'll start. I must go in a post-chaise, I cannot ride express as you do. Now go down, and my man Mumford will attend to your wants while your horse is fed. In the meantime, I will look out the medicines, and write a letter to my good friend Dr. Jessop. Will that satisfy you? Now do go, my good man, do go." Paul could with difficulty get down any food, but at the same time his experience told him that when work was to be done the body must be fed. He thought the doctor was a long time in concocting the medicine, but hoped that it would be more efficacious in consequence. When once mounted, with the medicine in a case slung at his back, he did not spare his speed. His only fear was falling. A horse had been sent on to Winchester to meet him. He exchanged it for his tired steed. Winchester was soon passed through and Southampton reached. Shortly after leaving the latter place, he encountered Harry Tryon, with a led horse, coming to meet him. He mounted it gladly, for his own was already tired, and together they galloped back through the forest. Harry was afraid that Miss Lucy was worse. At all events, they were anxiously looking out for the doctor or his remedies. The Colonel met them at the hall-door steps. His face was very grave and anxious. He was disappointed at not seeing the doctor, but eagerly took the case of medicines. "Paul, you saved my life once, and by God's providence you may be the means of paving my daughter's. His will be done, whatever happens." Dr. Jessop was in attendance. The remedies sent by the London doctor were administered, but Lucy was very weak. Harry asked Dr. Jessop what he thought.