There was something in the sound of that voice in ill accordance with the scene.
As she spoke, she glanced at the physician with bright, tearless eyes for a moment; and then, turning away her head, she laid her cheek against that of the corpse, and drew the lifeless body with trembling eagerness to her heart.
"This is all vain, my dear madam!" urged Dr.R--, approaching the bedside, and laying his hand upon her.

"Come! Be a woman.

To bear is to conquer our fate.

No sorrow of yours can call back the happy spirit of your child.

And, surely, you would not call her back, if you could, to live over the days of anguish and pain that were meted out to her ?" "I cannot give up my child, doctor.