“Where is her home?” “With her brother, Sir William Heath, in Hampshire County, England.” Virgie flushed scarlet as she spoke this name which she had not uttered before in years. “She ought to have some friends here to care for her, but he is so far away it would be useless to send for him, at least until we know more about her condition. Was she traveling entirely alone?” “I judge so. She spoke of no one being with her when she was found.” “You found her; you saved her. I heard about it,” said the doctor, his face glowing. “I went for assistance,” Virgie returned, quietly. “You did much more than that, madam. Did you escape unhurt?” “Entirely, and my little daughter also, for which I cannot be too grateful. My maid, however, has a broken arm, besides several bruises; but she is very comfortable, and requires but little attention, so if I can make myself useful by caring for any others who are suffering, I shall be more than glad to do so.” The physician thought a moment, and then asked: “Have you ever had any experience in a sick-room?” “Yes. My father was an invalid many months before his death.” “Then you might do good service here, if you are willing to devote yourself to this case under my direction. There’s only one woman in the house. She cannot, of course, give her whole time to nursing, and this lady will need close watching and a great deal of attention during the next two or three days. Indeed she really needs someone who can be depended upon.” Virgie flushed again. It was very strange, she thought, that she, of all persons, should be commissioned to care for Lady Linton at such a critical time. But she did not hesitate; it was her duty to do what she could for her, without regard to her own personal feelings in the matter; her enemy was like the Levite who had been left wounded by the wayside, and it now fell to her to act the good Samaritan’s part. “Very well,” she answered, quietly, “then you may consider that I am at your service.” The doctor looked relieved, and after giving her minute instructions for the night, he went his way to other patients, confident that he could not leave the sufferer in better hands. As soon as the woman of the house was at liberty again, Virgie went back to see if Mina was comfortable, and to arrange for someone to wait upon her if she should need it during the night, and then she returned to her charge. But there was very little change in Lady Linton’s condition during the next two days. She slept most of the time, only rousing to take the nourishment that was almost forced upon her, and then sinking into that death-like stupor again. But the third day she awoke and began to manifest some interest in her condition and surroundings, and seemed to remember all that had occurred.