Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER II GOOD SAMARITANS V HEY both hurried to my side. I was sitting I UP 'n mJ car' pointing, my eyes fixed with surprise. I do not know even now why the incident should so much have alarmed me, but it is a fact that for the moment I was palsied with fear. There had been murder in the man's eyes, loathsome things in his white unkempt face. My tongue clove to the roof of my mouth. They gave me more brandy, and then I spoke. "There was a man—looking in. A man's face there, at the window!" Ray took up the lamp and strode to the door. When he returned he exchanged a significant glance with Lady Angela. "There is no one there now, at any rate," he said. "I dare say it was fancy." "It was not," I answered. "It was a man's face—a horrible face." "The omnibus is coming back," he said quietly. "The servants shall have a good look round." "I would not worry about it," Lady Angela said,soothingly. "It is easy to fancy things when one is not well." So they meant to treat me like a child. I said nothing, but it was a long time before my limbs ceased to shake. The tall servant reappeared with a huge luncheon basket—all manner of delicacies were emptied out upon my table. Lady Angela was making something in a cup, Ray was undoing a gold-foiled bottle. Soon I found myself eating and drinking, and the blood once more was rushing through my veins. I was my own man again, rescued by charity. And of all the women in the world, fate had sent this one to play the Lady Bountiful. "You are looking better, my young friend," Colonel Ray said presently. "I feel—quite all right again, thank you," I answered. "I wish I could thank you and Lady Angela." "You must not attempt anything of the sort," she declared. "My father, by-the-bye, Mr. Ducaine, wished me to exp... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.