rant, and Katy was an
angel. There was no danger then of Esther's repeating anything
forbidden. She had, of course, her own private speculation on the
subject, and when she learned that the tall, handsome man who came
within an hour after Katy's arrival was Dr. Grant, about whom she had
heard both her young mistress and Mrs. Cameron talk so much, her woman's
wits came to her aid again, and to herself she said:

"It's to Silverton Mrs. Cameron went, though how she could get there and
back so soon is a mystery to me, or why she went at all."

Then as she remembered all the circumstances which followed the dinner
for which Katy had dressed with so much care, and the burning of the
letter, a wild conjecture passed through her mind as to the nature of
the trouble which had taken Katy to Silverton in her husband's absence,
leaving a letter for him, and then burning it up when she came back,
accompanied by Dr. Grant. For that he did come with her Esther was sure,
as she saw him on the steps when she answered Katy's ring, and knew the
man who now sat in the parlor waiting for her to take his name to Katy
was the same.

"There is something in the wind," she thought, as she carried Morris'
name to Katy, who did not seem to hear, or if she did, she paid no heed,
but talked of the blinding snow, and the grave in St. Mary's churchyard,
which was no grave at all.

Her manner, more than her looks, frightened the girl, who retreated down
the stairs, meeting Morris in the hall, and saying as she grasped his
arm:

"You are a doctor, Dr. Grant. Come, then, to Mrs. Cameron. She is taken
out of her head, and talks so queer and raving."

Morris had expected this, but he was not prepared to find the fever so
high, or the symptoms so alarming.

"Shall I send for Mrs. Cameron and another doctor, please?" Esther
asked.

Morris had faith in himself, and he would rather no other hand should
minister to Katy; but he knew he could not stay there long, for there
were those at home who needed his services. Added to this, her family
physician might know her constitution now better than he knew it, and so
he answered that it would be well to send for both the doctor and Mrs.
Cameron.

It was growing dark now in the city, and the shadows were stealing into
the room where Morris sat down to wait for other counsel and the arrival
of Mrs. Cameron. To the servants in the kitchen Esther stated, with a
very matter-of-course air, that her mistress h