35/40 "I can think of nothing but how to save you. May Heaven help me, and give me wisdom for that." "This is idle," said Helen Rolleston, gently but firmly. "I have had the best advice for months, and I get worse; and, Mr.Hazel, I shall never be better. So aid me to bow to the will of Heaven. Sir, I do not repine at leaving the world; but it does grieve me to think how my departure will affect those whose happiness is very, very dear to me." She then looked at the letter, blushed, and hesitated a moment; but ended by giving it to him whom she had applied to as her religious adviser. |