but a faint remembrance of
the events of the preceding evening; for, after he came out of the fit,
he was in a kind of stupor. He had noticed Maggie and Leo at the house
of the banker; but everything seemed like a dream.

"Maggie," said he, as he looked around the familiar apartment, and saw
her lying on the lounge.

She sprang to her feet, and went to him, glad to hear the sound of his
voice, but fearful that the call might be the prelude of another
attack. He smiled as she approached him, and made an effort to extend
his right hand to her; but he could not move it.

"Father!" exclaimed the fond girl, as she bent over him and kissed his
pale face, now slightly flushed with fever.

"I have been very ill," he added.

"You have, indeed; but you are better now; and I am so glad, _mon
pere_!"

"Ah, _ma fille_, you are a good girl! You have been by my side all
night. It was selfish for me to wake you."

"No, no! It was not. I'm glad you did. I am so happy to find you
better!"

"What ails me? I can't move my right arm, nor my right leg," asked
Andre, struggling to raise his limbs. "There is no feeling in my right
side."

"The doctor will come by and by, and tell you all about it."

"My head feels very strange," added the sufferer.

"I am sorry, _mon pere_. What can I do?" said Maggie, tenderly.

"Give me some cold water."

She gave him the drink, supporting his head with her arm. It was plain,
even to Maggie, that Andre was in a very bad way.

"Go up stairs, and go to bed now, Maggie. You have been up all night,"
said he, with a loving glance at her.

"No, _mon pere_, I have no need to go to bed. I have slept on the
lounge nearly all night. I feel quite bright, only I'm so sad to think
you are sick."

"I shall be well soon. I must be well soon," he added, looking
anxiously at her.

"I hope you will be well soon; but it may be several weeks before you
are able to go out," replied Maggie, wishing to have him reconciled to
his lot as soon as possible.

"Several weeks, Maggie! O, no! I must go to the shop sooner than that."

"You must be very patient, _mon pere_."

"I will be patient, Maggie; but I must go to the shop soon."

"Don't think of the shop yet."

"My poor children! What will become of you? I have no money. I must
work, or you will starve, and be turned out of the house because the
rent is not paid. Indeed I must go to the shop, Maggie."

"But you cannot. You are not able to lift your righ