Then, suddenly, after all the excitement of the
efhir had collapsed, and she was expecting to
hear no more about it, Bernard appear^ at
her door. She had seen him pretty often since
Uie Walpurgis night and its delicious terrors :
that is to say, he had come over to X nearly
every day, and called upon her (or rather upon
her protectress) to inquire how she was. Rose
had not been better yet, nor worse, neither had
she seen Sarona again : though her aunt had
seigeral times determined to take her, but had
been baffled by Rose herself, she scarcely knew
how. Nor dia even Rose know why she did
not desire, and therefore determined not to go.
She could not have expkined to any creature
the mysterious shrinking from Sarona which
had possessed her, after she had received and
acknowledged his oflering : for she had written
a simple Uttle note the next day, and sent it
by Cecilia to him.
