oke to him of his picture。 He had left it at my uncle's house； and neither knew nor cared to know whether it had been sold or not。 The one consideration which ultimately influenced Rothsay was presented by the doctor； speaking as follows （to quote his own explanation） in the interests of my health：
〃I warned your friend；〃 he said； 〃that his conduct was causing anxiety which you were not strong enough to bear。 On hearing this he at once promised to follow the advice which you had given to him； and to join the yacht。 As you know； he has kept his word。 May I ask if he has ever followed the medical profession？〃
Replying in the negative； I begged the doctor to tell me why he had put his question。
He answered； 〃Mr。 Rothsay requested me to tell him all that I knew about your illness。 I complied； of course； mentioning that I had lately adopted a new method of treatment； and that I had every reason to feel confident of the results。 He was so interested in the symptoms of your illness； and in the remedies being tried； that he took notes in his pocketbook of what I had said。 When he paid me that compliment； I thought it possible that I might be speaking to a colleague。〃
I was pleased to hear of my friend's anxiety for my recovery。 If I had been in better health； I might have asked myself what reason he could have had for making those entries in his pocketbook。
Three days later； another proof reached me of Rothsay's anxiety for my welfare。
The owner of the yacht wrote to beg that I would send him a report of my health； addressed to a port on the south coast of England； to which they were then bound。 〃If we don't hear good news；〃 he added； 〃I have reason to fear that Rothsay will overthrow our plans for the recovery of his peace of mind by leaving the vessel； and making his own inquiries at your bedside。〃
With no small difficulty I roused myself sufficiently to write a few words with my own hand。 They were words that liedfor my poor friend's sake。 In a postscript； I begged my correspondent to let me hear if the effect produced on Rothsay had answered to our hopes and expectations。
SIXTH EPOCH。
THE weary days followed each otherand time failed to justify the doctor's confidence in his new remedies。 I grew weaker and weaker。
My uncle came to see me。 He was so alarmed that he insisted on a consultation being held with his own physician。 Another great authority was called in； at the same time； by the urgent request of my own medical man。 These distinguished persons held more than one privy council； before they would consent to give a positive opinion。 It was an evasive opinion （encumbered with hard words of Greek and Roman origin） when it was at last pronounced。 I waited until they had taken their leave； and then appealed to my own doctor。 〃What do these men really think？〃 I asked。 〃Shall I live； or die？〃
The doctor answered for himself as well as for his illustrious colleagues。 〃We have great faith in the new prescriptions；〃 he said。
I understood what that meant。 They were afraid to tell me the truth。 I insisted on the truth。
〃How long shall I live？〃 I said。 〃Till the end of the year？〃
The reply followed in one terrible word：
〃Perhaps。〃
It was then the first week in December。 I understood that I might reckonat the utmoston three weeks of life。 What I felt； on arriving at this conclusion； I shall not say。 It is the one secret I keep from the readers of these lines。
The next day； Mrs。 Rymer called once more to make inquiries。 Not satisfied with the servant's report； she entreated that I would consent to see her。 My housekeeper； with her customary kindness； undertook to convey the message。 If she had been a wicked woman； would she have acted in this way？ 〃Mrs。 Rymer seems to be sadly distressed；〃 she pleaded。 〃As I understand； sir； she is suffering under some domestic anxiety which can only be mentioned to yourself。〃
Did this anxiety relate to Susan？ The bare doubt of it decided me。 I consented to see Mrs。 Rymer。 Feeling it necessary to control her in the use of her tongue； I spoke the moment the door was opened。
〃I am suffering from illness； and I must ask you to spare me as much as possible。 What do you wish to say to me？〃
The tone in which I addressed Mrs。 Rymer would have offended a more sensitive woman。 The truth is； she had chosen an unfortunate time for her visit。 There were fluctuations in the progress of my malady； there were days when I felt better； and days when I felt worseand this was a bad day。 Moreover； my uncle had tried my temper that morning。 He had called to see me； on his way to winter in the south of France by his physician's advice； and he recommended a trial of change of air in my case also。 His country house （only thirty miles from London） was entirely at my disposal； and the railway supplied beds for invalids。 It was useless to answer that I was not equal to the effort。 He reminded me that I had exerted myself to leave my bedchamber for my arm…chair in the next room； and that a little additional resolution would enable me to follow his advice。 We parted in a state of irritation on either side which； so far as I was concerned； had not subsided yet。
〃I wish to speak to you； sir； about my daughter；〃 Mrs。 Rymer answered。
The mere allusion to Susan had its composing effect on me。 I said kindly that I hoped she was well。
〃Well in body；〃 Mrs。 Rymer announced。 〃Far from it； sir； in mind。〃
Before I could ask what this meant； we were interrupted by the appearance of the servant； bringing the letters which had arrived for me by the afternoon post。 I told the man； impatiently； to put them on the table at my side。
〃What is distressing Susan？〃 I inquired； without stopping to look at the letters。
〃She is fretting； sir； about your illness。 Oh； Mr。 Lepel； if you would only try the sweet country air！ If you only had my good little Susan to nurse you！〃
_She_； too； taking my uncle's view！ And talking of Susan as my nurse！
〃What are you thinking of？〃 I asked her。 〃A young girl like your daughter nursing Me！ You ought to have more regard for Susan's good name！〃
〃I know what _you_ ought to do！〃 She made that strange reply with a furtive look at me； half in anger； half in alarm。
〃Go on；〃 I said。
〃Will you turn me out of your house for my impudence？〃 she asked。
〃I will hear what you have to say to me。 What ought I to do？〃
〃Marry Susan。〃
I heard the woman plainlyand yet； I declare； I doubted the evidence of my senses。
〃She's breaking her heart for you；〃 Mrs。 Rymer burst out。 〃She's been in love with you since you first darkened our doorsand it will end in the neighbors finding it out。 I did my duty to her； I tried to stop it； I tried to prevent you from seeing her； when you went away。 Too late； the mischief was done。 When I see my girl fading day by daycrying about you in secret； talking about you in her dreamsI can't stand it； I must speak out。 Oh； yes； I know how far beneath you she isthe daughter of your uncle's servant。 But she's your equal； sir； in the sight of Heaven。 My lord's priest converted her only last yearand my Susan is as good a Papist as yourself。〃
How could I let this go on？ I felt that I ought to have stopped it before。
〃It's possible；〃 I said； 〃that you may not be deliberately deceiving me。 If you are yourself deceived； I am bound to tell you the truth。 Mr。 Rothsay loves your daughter； and； what is more； Mr。 Rothsay has reason to know that Susan〃
〃That Susan loves him？〃 she interposed； with a mocking laugh。 〃Oh； Mr。 Lepel； is it possible that a clever man like you can't see clearer than that？ My girl in love with Mr。 Rothsay！ She wouldn't have looked at him a second time if he hadn't talked to her about _you_。 When I complained privately to my lord of Mr。 Rothsay hanging about the lodge； do you think she turned as pale as ashes； and cried when _he_ passed through the gate； and said good…by？〃
She had complained of Rothsay to Lord LepelI understood her at last！ She knew that my friend and all his family were poor。 She had put her own construction on the innocent interest that I had taken in her daughter。 Careless of the difference in rank； blind to the malady that was killing me； she was now bent on separating Rothsay and Susan； by throwing the girl into the arms of a rich husband like myself！
〃You are wasting your breath；〃 I told her； 〃I don't believe one word you say to me。〃
〃Believe Susan； then！〃 cried the reckless woman。 〃Let me bring her here。 If she's too shamefaced to own the truth； look at herthat's all I asklook at her； and judge for yourself！〃
This was intolerable。 In justice to Susan； in justice to Rothsay； I insisted on silence。 〃No more of it！〃 I said。 〃Take care how you provoke me。 Don't you see that I am ill？ don't you see that you are irritating me to no purpose？〃
She altered her tone。 〃I'll wait；〃 she said； quietly； 〃while you compose yourself。〃
With those words； she walked to the window； and stood there with her back toward me。 Was the wretch taking advantage of my helpless condition？ I stretched out my hand to ring the bell； and have her sent awayand hesitated to degrade Susan's mother； for Susan's sake。 In my state of prostration； how could I arrive at a decision？ My mind was dreadfully disturbed； I felt the imperative necessity of turning my thoughts to some other subject。 Looking about me； the letters on the table attracted my attention。 Mechanically； I took them up； mechanically I put them down again。 Two of them slipped from my trembling fingers； my eyes fell on the uppermost of the two。 The address was in the handwriting of the good friend with whom Rothsay was sailing。
Just as I had been speaking of Rothsay； here was the news of him for which I had been waiting。
I opened the letter and read these words：
〃There is； I fear； but little hope for our friendunless this girl on whom he has set his heart can （by some lucky change of circumstances） become his wife。 He has tried to master his weakness； but his own infatuation is too much for him。 He is really and truly in a state of despair。 Two evenings sinceto give you a melancholy example of what I meanI was in my cabin； when I heard the alarm of a man overboard。 The man was Rothsay。 My sailing…master； seeing that he was unable to swim