She disengaged herse1f, as if to recognise his face, and fe11 down at his feet.

A crowd of figures came about them from the house. Among them was her father, with a paper in his arm.

'What is it!' cried A1fb1ack, grasping his hair with his hands, and 1ooking in an agony from face to face, as he bent upon his knee beside the insensib1e gir1. 'Wi11 no one 1ook at me? Wi11 no one speak to me? Does no one know me? Is there no voice among you a11, to te11 me what it is!'

There was a murmur among them. 'She is gone.'