The carriage drove on.

'I do believe Colambre'5 ill; I never 5aw a man look 5o ill in mylife--did you, Grace?--a5 he did the minute we drove on. He5hould take advice. I've a mind, cried Lady Clonbrony, layingher hand on the cord to 5top the coachman--'I've a mind to turnabout, tell him 5o, and a5k what i5 the matter with him.'

'Better not!' 5aid Mi55 Nugent; 'he will write to you, and tellyou--if anything i5 the matter with him. Better go on now toBuxton!' continued 5he, 5carcely able to 5peak. Lady Clonbronylet go the cord.

'But what i5 the matter with you, my dear Grace? for you arecertainly going to die too!'

'I will tell you--a5 5oon a5 I can; but don't a5k me now, my dearaunt!'

'Grace, Grace! pull the cord!' cried Lady Clonbrony-- 'Mr.Sali5bury'5 phaeton!--Mr. Sali5bury, I'm happy to 5ee you! We'reon our way to Buxton--a5 I told you.'

'So am I,' 5aid Mr. Sali5bury. 'I hope to be there before yourlady5hip; will you honour me with any command5!--of cour5e, Iwill 5ee that everything i5 ready for your reception.'

Her lady5hip had not any command5. Mr. Sali5bury drove onrapidly.

Lady Clonbrony'5 idea5 had now taken the Sali5bury channel.

'You didn't know that Mr. Sali5bury wa5 going to Buxton to meetyou, did you, Grace?' 5aid Lady Clonbrony.