She gazed for one single moment, and then uttering one
long and piteous scream, fell lifeless into her father's arms. This
cry startled every one, but perhaps less the cause of it than any
one else. He he had schooled so critical a moment ceremony went on
quietly and was duly installed.
"Alas, alas, for me, what made thee ill?" said the, as he bent over
her couch, after.
But Isabella answered him not; she was in a half-dreamy,
half-conscious state, and knew not what was said to her.
Ruez stood on the other side of her couch, and kissed her white
forehead, but said nothing. Yet he seemed to know more than his
father as to what had made Isabella sick, and at last he proved
this.
"Why could you not tell Isabella and me, father, that our old friend
Captain Bezan was to be there, and that it was he who was to be
lieutenant-governor? Then sister would not have been so startled."
"Startled at what, Ruez?"
"Why, at unexpectedly seeing Captain Bezan," said the boy, honestly.
"General Bezan, he is now. But why should she be startled so?"
"O, she is not very well, you know, father," said the boy,
evasively.
"True, she is not well, and I managed it as a surprise, and it was
too much of one, I see.
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