ngs
that she tried to hide, and uncertain what it would be the best for her to
do; she went at last toward the door, and suddenly opening it, was rushing
out of the room and up-stairs. "Stop!" cried my master, following her.--"I
must go," she said, "I am ill. This sudden shock--to think that I--that it
should come to this--to be suspected."--And then she screamed, and tried to
throw herself into a fit; but the fit would not come. Mr. Morgan said,
"You had better be quiet, and submit quietly to what you can not escape
from."--"I will," she screamed out; "I have nothing to fear--I am innocent;
only let me go up-stairs; only let me have a few minutes to--" "Not an
instant," said my master. He then opened the window, and called to the
policeman, who had been waiting in the garden. The boxes of each of the
servants were examined. In the cook's box were found two of the bottles,
besides many things belonging to my mistress--cambric pocket-handkerchiefs,
chamber-towels, silk-stockings, and many other articles, marked with the
names of visitors who had been staying in the house. Folded up in some
crumpled bits of paper, and put into the sleeve of an old gown, was a
silver fork, that had been lost more than a year ago, and that mistress
had supposed to have been stolen by the housemaid who had lived there
before Mary Wild came. In the nurse's box were several things that looked
very unlikely to be her own, but they did not belong to mistress. In a
corner of the nursery cupboard was the third bottle of wine; that also had
been opened. In Mary Wild's box there was nothing to excite suspicion.

When the examination was over, master gave the cook in charge to the
policeman. The nurse was told to leave the house within an hour. She would
have had much to say, but master would not hear her.

A month's notice was given to Mary Wild. I was glad of it; for though I
knew that she had entered into many of the wicked cook's deceptions, there
was a something about her that made me think she would have been good, if
she had not been under such evil influence. All had been so sudden, that I
almost fancied it had been a dream. For a few days we went on without
other servants, and I thought things had never been so comfortable as they
were during this time; but Mary Wild was taken so very ill, that a doctor
was sent for. She became worse and worse, and I scarcely ever left her. In
her delirium she would talk about things that had passed between t