Cast Adrift by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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back upon the pillow.
"You have been very ill for nearly two months," she said, softening her voice. "No one thought you could live. Thank God! the crisis is over, but not the danger." "Two months! Oh, mother!" The slight flush that had come into Edith's wan face faded out, and the pallor it had hidden for a few moments became deeper. She shut her eyes and lay very still, but it was plain from the expression of her face that thought was busy. "Not two whole months, mother?" she said, at length, in doubtful tones. "Oh no! it cannot be." "It is just as I have said, Edith; and now, my dear child, as you value your life, keep quiet; all excitement is dangerous." But repression was impossible. To Edith's consciousness there was no lapse of time. It seemed scarcely an hour since the birth of her baby and its removal from her sight. The inflowing tide of mother-love, the pressure and yearning sweetness of which she had begun to feel when she first called for the baby they had not permitted to rest, even for an instant, on her bosom, was now flooding her heart. Two months! If that were so, what of the baby? To be submissive was impossible. Starting up half wildly, a vague terror in her face, she cried, piteously, |
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