' And I trust, my lard, fchab you have summoned the earl. His personal presence here would be a tower of strength to you. , 'I am aware of that. Ido not. however, know exactly whore to put my hand down upon my father, I telegraphed to his Lon don bankers to-day to know his address. The answer came that ha was at St. Peters burg at the last advices. I shall cause a telegram to be sent to him there, in the care of our minister. It nj»y or may not find him.'

'And now, my lord, what can I do for you ?' said Mrs Mac Donald, rising. ' Nothing whatever, my dear madam, except to return to the castle and remain there and keep it warm forme against I get back,' said the viscount, courteously, rising to see his visitor to the door of the cell—a distance of eight feet from the spot) whore they stood.
Mrs McDonald went back to the cell of Faustina, where she remained until the comforts she had sent her were brought in. Then ahe superintended their arranpewent, and even assisted with her own hands In the laying down of ihe strip of: carpet, the making of the bed, and the adjusting of the table. ' v< ; ..
