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A stifled cry had interrupted him. Helen was pressing her / handkerchief to her mouth. She rose and ran from him. Wingfold stood / alarmed and irresolute. She had not gone many steps, however, when / her pace slackened, her knees gave way, and she dropped senseless on / the grass. Wingfold ran to the house for water. Rachel hastened to / her assistance, and Polwarth followed. It was some time before they / succeeded in reviving her.
When at length the colour began to return a little to her cheek, / Polwarth dropped on his knees at her feet. Wingfold in his / ministrations was already kneeling on one side of her, and Rachel / now kneeled on the other. Then Polwarth said, in his low and husky, / yet not altogether unmelodious voice,