"Oh, if she were back again, safe from the toils that have been thrown around her, I think I would be the most thankful of mortals! Oh, my child! my child!" What could Henry say to comfort his mother?
Nothing.

And he remained silent.
Long after this, Mrs.Darlington, with Henry and Edith, were sitting together in painful suspense.

No word had been spoken by either for the space of nearly an hour.

The clock struck ten.
"I would give worlds to see my dear, dear child!" murmured Mrs.
Darlington.
Just then a carriage drove up to the door and stopped.

Henry sprang down stairs; but neither Edith nor her mother could move from where they sat.