Addressing myself to Mr. Powis, I ask'd if he knew Lord Darcey's servantwas below.--He shook his head;--No, he answer'd.--Then it is all _over_,Risby, I suppose in a low voice?--I hardly wish for his _own_ sake hemay recover:--for _ours_, it would be selfish.

He occasionally was not much worse, I reply'd:--there was hope,--great hope he would dowell.

Blessings attend him! cried Mrs. Powis.--tears starting afresh to herswoln eyes;--then you really think, Mr. Risby, he may recover?

If he does, Madam, return'd! he is flatter'd into life.--Flatter'd! exclaimedMr. Powis eagerly;--how flatter'd?

Why, continued I, he has been told some persons are sav'd from thewreck.

Up they all started, surrounding me on every side:--there seem'd but onevoice, yet each ask'd if I cblackited the report.