New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1883-04-22
NEW YORK DAILY TRIBUNE SUNDAY 1S3-TWELvE PAGES

Mrs. Mertoun was much worse in the night and
went for doctor. DR.. Browne had better see your
MASTER"
The man looked good deal bewidered, but re-
covered himself sufficiently TO agree, and DR..
Browne heard his tale. While the servant was gone
he turned to Ada aud began You know the house
better than d0-perhaps you can tell me"
Better than you dov exclaimed Ada; " not
mach. / only got here last night at l l.
Last night at eleyeng repeated Dr. Browne;
No wonder you look worn out. Well, can you tell
Inc who to send to. because there is evidently some
thing very wrong here 2
Yes, can tell you that she answered. / have
the address of Mrs. Mertouns sister, who sent mo
down, and 10 whom was to telegraph if necessary
That is all right said DR.. Browne; have you
ordered any breakfastP
Not yot, she answered.
twill send the man 10 see that it is got ready for
you and brought to your room Now go straight to
THANK you, SIR said Ada. but how can leave
Mrs. Mertoun
1 am not going away just yet you know did
not travel from town yesterday, | Will have her
attended to and You shall DO called IN four hours
Thank you. SIR said Ada again and went away
down the now sunit staircase, on wnich her roolh
opened.
Thank you SIR repeated DR. Browne to himself.
what an extraordinary little woman it is! Ana
what eyes BY J0ve it has been night oil adVcn
ture'
Ada got INTO bed, drank some warm coffee. and
then fell suddenly into deep, dreamess sleep. III
was the repose OF complete WEAKNESS. Four bouIs
later the maid knocked at her door, Ada started up
broad ava Re in an instant and as fresh as q flower
In very short time she dressed and at the
door OF hsi patients room Sg me maid WAS m
what to do, and Mrs. Mertoun seemed to be llttle
better. Agatha was lying on heap OF pillows.
looking very white, and Wild, and strange But she
WIS evidently in less suffering.
My dear little nurse she whispered when Ada
bent OveI her. / know you have saved my life.
They will not tel me where my husband is. but you
L don't know anything said Ada. Il have
been asleep all this time
lie must be- she went on. y am sure he was
not in his right mind or no would never have ut.
tempted what he uid-yOu believe me, don't you
lie loved me- when he was himself but sometimes
he had awful fits of jealousy when have Thought
before now that he would try to kill me. Ii was III
enc of those fits that he brought me here; aud IL
has been growing on him. When We we're married
! was thought beauty: and he was always fancy
ing should get tired Of him. Oh. nurse, am sure
he not 10 his right mind. You will tell the
doctor SO. won't you
so should have said so in any case. And the ser
wants told me this morning that he was not IN hlS
right mind go
'Ah! then it will be all right said Agatha, with
"a sigh of relief. Ada understood then that TINS
beautiful woman still loved the husband who had
attempted her life and that her great dread was
lest he should be held accountable Tor his attempted
crime.
Late that night Zoo Conington arrived with her
husband; they brought with them mental at.
tendant, who immediately took entire charge Oh
Edward MertOun. The dreadful thing which Ada
bad discovered and prevented was kept secret
among the few who knew of 1t.
Every day, after Zoe arrived, Agatha Insisted
that her dear little nurse, she always called Add.
should go for walk The country around the Old
Hall was exceedingly beautiful; 10 wander about
in ii the keenest pleasure possible 10 tue
country-born girl. Doe did all she could TO make
her happy; but she found that nothing pleased her
so much the fresh r aud the wild flowers. sui
Zee one day carried great piece of gossip to her
sisters sick-rOOm.
MY dear she said ! know now why Nurse Ada
is so fond of the field DIR. Browne meets her.
They will be telling us they are engaged soOnP
And so they did. One day they came in to-
gether with conscious look of guilt. DIR. Brow ne
saws that when he asked Ada question. which
girls reply to generally in either sentimental or q
scOrnfu manner. Ada merely said,
Thank you, sir.'-IThe Whitehall Review.