"It is mid-winter now," said Lady Studley. "The queer symptoms began to show themselves in my husband in October. They have been growing worse and worse. In short, I can stand them no longer," she continued, giving way to a short, hysterical sob. "I felt I must come to someone--I have heard of you. Do, do come and save us. Do come and find out what is the matter with my wretched husband." "I will write to you to-night," I said, in as kind a voice as I could muster, for the pretty, anxious wife interested me already. "It may not be possible for me to stay at Studley Grange for a week, but in any case I can promise to come and see the patient. One visit will probably be sufficient--what your husband wants is, no doubt, complete change." "Oh, yes, yes," she replied, standing up now. "I have said so scores of times, but Sir Henry won't stir from Studley--nothing will induce him to go away. He won't even leave his own special bedroom, although I expect he has dreadful nights." Two hectic spots burnt in her cheeks as she spoke. I looked at her attentively. "You will forgive me for speaking," I said, "but you do not look at all well yourself. I should like to prescribe for you as well as your husband." "Thank you," she answered, "I am not very strong. I never have been, but that is nothing--I mean that my health is not a thing of consequence at present. Well, I must not take up any more of your time. I shall expect to get a letter from you to-morrow morning. Please address it to Lady Studley, Grosvenor Hotel, Victoria." She touched my hand with fingers that burnt like a living coal and left the room. I thought her very ill, and was sure that if I could see my way to spending a week at Studley Grange, I should have two patients instead of one. It is always difficult for a busy doctor to leave home, but after carefully thinking matters over, I resolved to comply with Lady Studley's request. [Illustration: "LADY STUDLEY HAD COME HERSELF TO FETCH ME."] Accordingly, two days later saw me on my way to Wiltshire, and to Studley Grange. A brougham with two smart horses was waiting at the station. To my surprise I saw that Lady Studley had come herself to fetch me. "I don't know how to thank you," she said, giving me a feverish clasp of her hand. "Your visit fills me with hope--I believe that you will discover what is really wrong. Home!" she said, giving a quick, imperious direction to the footman who appeared at the window of the carriage. We bowled forward at a rapid pace, and she continued:-- "I came to meet you to-day to tell you that I have used a little guile with regard to your visit. I have not told Sir Henry that you are coming here in the capacity of a doctor." Here she paused and gave me one of her restless glances. "Do you mind?" she asked. "What have you said about me to Sir Henry?" I inquired. "That you are a great friend of the Onslows, and that I have asked you here for a week's change," she answered immediately.