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"No, it is not Neil," he said, trying to detain her as she drew herself
from him. "It is Grey; but perhaps I can help you. I heard at the
'George' of your father's illness, and came at once. Is he so very bad?"
And, leading her to a sofa and sitting down beside her, he continued:
"Tell me all your trouble, please, and what I can do for you."
Grey's voice was very low and soft, and had in it all the tenderness and
gentleness of a sympathizing woman, and it touched Bessie as Neil's
words of love could not have touched her had he been there beside her.
Bursting into a fresh fit of sobbing, she told Grey of her father's
serious illness, and her loneliness and desolation, and how glad she was
he had come.
"I telegraphed to Neil," she said, "and thought you were he, though it
is not time for him to be here, even if he received the telegram.
Perhaps he is not in London: do you know?"
Grey did not know, as he had not heard from Neil in some time; but he
comforted Bessie as well as he could, and said he hoped her father might
yet recover.


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