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He says he is going to die, and I believe it. He
will not last the night out, and of course I must send for you, and he
insisted that Mr. Sanford should come too."
"Yes, certainly; I am glad he did," the clergyman rejoined, thrusting
his hands into his coat-pocket. "He wishes the communion, I dare say,"
and he placed reverently upon the table the little silver service.
Hannah's face flushed as she replied;
"He did not mention that, I do not suppose he thinks he can receive it.
What he wishes is to see you, to talk to you, to--to--"
She hesitated, her brother's countenance was so forbidding, then added,
quickly:
"'He wishes to tell you something which he has kept for years," and her
voice sank to a whisper as she glanced again at her brother.
It was coming, then, the thing he had suspected so long, and which he
never had wished to learn, and Burton Jerrold breathed hard as he said:
"But surely, Hannah, if there are family secrets to be told, I am the
one to hear them, and not a stranger.


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