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"To-morrow morning I will see you again, I tell you. Be of good

courage. Rest yourself. You must need food; it shall be brought

to you."

"No, no, I shall die if any one comes into this room, I shall

die. Take me away, God will reward you."

"A servant will bring you something to eat," said the Unknown;

"and you," continued he, turning to the old woman, "persuade her

to eat, and to repose on the bed. If she consents to have you

sleep with her, well; if not, you can sleep very well on the

floor. Be kind to her, I say; and take care that she makes no

complaint of you."

He hastily quitted the room, before Lucy could renew her

entreaties.

"Oh, miserable that I am! Shut, shut the door!" said Lucy,

returning to seat herself in her corner. "Oh, miserable that I

am! Who shall I implore now? Where am I? Tell me, tell me, for

charity, who is this signor? Who has been talking to me? who is

he?"