her and her meals were brought to her there.  Of course there was no getting her to eat.  What do you suppose his alarm was fixed on?  He absolutely said to me—­ but I have not patience to repeat his words.  He thought her to blame for not commanding herself for the sake of her maternal duties.  He had absolutely an idea of insisting that she should make an effort to suckle the child.  I shall love that Mrs. Berry to the end of my days.  I really believe she has twice the sense of any of us—­Science and all.  She asked him plainly if he wished to poison the child, and then he gave way, but with a bad grace.

“Poor man! perhaps I am hard on him.  I remember that you said Richard had done wrong.  Yes; well, that may be.  But his father eclipsed his wrong in a greater wrong—­a crime, or quite as bad; for if he deceived himself in the belief that he was acting righteously in separating husband and wife, and exposing his son as he did, I can only say that there are some who are worse than people who deliberately commit crimes.  No doubt Science will benefit by it.  They kill little animals for the sake of Science.

“We have with us Doctor Bairam, and a French physician from Dieppe, a very skilful man.  It was he who told us where the real danger lay.  We thought all would be well.  A week had passed, and no fever supervened.  We told Richard that his wife was coming to him, and he could bear to hear it.  I went to her and began to circumlocute, thinking she listened —­she had the same eager look.  When I told her she might go in with me to see her dear husband, her features did not change.  M. Despres, who held her pulse at the time, told me, in a whisper, it was cerebral fever —­brain fever coming on.  We have talked of her since.  I noticed that though she did not seem to understand me, her bosom heaved, and she appeared to be trying to repress it, and choke something.  I am sure now, from what I know of her character, that she—­even in the approaches of delirium—­was preventing herself from crying out.  Her last hold of reason was a thought for Richard.  It was against a creature like this that we plotted!  I have the comfort of knowing that I did my share in helping to destroy her.  Had she seen her husband a day or two before—­ but no! there was a new System to interdict that!  Or had she not so violently controlled her nature as she did, I believe she might have been saved.

“He said once of a man, that his conscience was a coxcomb.  Will you believe that when he saw his son’s wife—­poor victim! lying delirious, he could not even then see his error.  You said he wished to take Providence out of God’s hands.  His mad self-deceit would not leave him.  I am positive, that while he was standing over her, he was blaming her for not having considered the child.  Indeed he made a remark to me that it was unfortunate ‘disastrous,’ I think he said—­that the child should have to be fed by hand.  I dare