all?

Cora's heart was beating wildly. She could not sleep, although her
eyes were so heavy, and her head ached fiercely. The reaction from
that powerful drug was setting in, and with that condition came all the
protests of an outraged nature. She tossed on her couch. The gypsy
queen heard her.

"What is it?" she asked. "Can you not sleep?"

"I don't know," Cora stammered in reply. "I wonder why they took me?"

"You were to appear against Salvo at his trial, I understood. It was
necessary to stop you. Perhaps that is one reason," said the gypsy.
"But try to sleep."

For some moments there was silence, and Cora dozed off. Suddenly she
awoke with a wild start.

"Oh!" she screamed. "Let me go! Jack! Jack!"

"Hush!" whispered the gypsy. "It would not be safe for them to hear
you." She pressed her hand to the forehead of the delirious girl.
"You must have had a nightmare."

Cora sighed. Then it was not a dream, it was real! She was still a
captive.

"Oh, I cannot help it," she sobbed. "If only I could die!" Then she
stopped and touched the gentle hand that was stroking her brow. "You
must not mind what I say to-night. It has all been so terrible," she
finished.

"But I like you, and will be your friend," assured the voice as the
other leaned so closely toward her. "Yet, I cannot blame you for
suffering. It is only natural. Let me give you some mineral water.
That may soothe your nerves."

The light was turned higher, and the form in the white robe flitted
over to a cabinet. Cora could see that this gypsy wore a thin, silky
robe. It was as white as snow, and in it the young woman looked some
living statue.

"I am giving you a great deal of trouble," Cora murmured. "I hope I
will be able to repay you some day."

"Oh, as for that, I am glad to have something to do. I have always
read of the glory of nursing. Now I may try it. I am very vain and
selfish. All I do I do for my own glory. If you are better, and I
have made you so, I will be quite satisfied."

She poured the liquid into a glass, and handed it to the sick girl.

"Thank you," whispered Cora. "Now I will sleep. I was only dreaming
when I called out."

"They say I have clairvoyant power. I shall put you to sleep."

The gypsy sat down beside Cora. Without touching her face she was
passing her hands before Cora's eyes. The latter wondered if this
might not be unsafe. Suppose the gypsy should hypnotize her into s