As Mr. Milvey, who had no more minutes to spare, made a suitable reply and turned back into the office, he observed the schoolmaster to lean against the pillar with his hat in his hand, and to pull at his neckcloth as if he were trying to tear it off. The Reverend Frank accordingly directed the notice of one of the attendants to him, by saying: “There is a person outside who seems to be really ill, and to require some help, though he says he does not.”

Lightwood had by this time secured their places, and the departure-bell was about to be rung. They took their seats, and were beginning to move out of the station, when the same attendant came running along the platform, looking into all the carriages.

“Oh! You are here, sir!” he said, springing on the step, and holding the window-frame by his elbow, as the carriage moved. “That person you pointed out to me is in a fit.”