G. P. R. James,
Morley Ernstein; or, the Tenants of the Heart
“ It was past one o'clock when the valet entered, suddenly saying--"That is his carriage now, sir."Lieberg went out into the corridor, and passed Morley Ernstein, as, with a slow step, the young Englishman mounted the stairs. He gave him but a word of salutation, and hurried on; but Lieberg marked the haggard eye and the flushed cheek, and, entering his own bed-room, he stood silent for a moment in the midst of the floor, with a look of fierce triumph. It was as if he had won a great victory.But there must have been a motive for all this. There was, and his words showed it: "He has fallen!" ”
