But the child himself had gone away into it.

The Unspeakable had come while she slept--had come and gone, and taken her child with him.

What was left of him was no more good to kiss than the last doll of her childhood! When Tom came home, there was his wife on the floor as if dead, and a little way from her the child, dead indeed, and cold with death.

He lifted Letty and carried her to the bed, amazed to find how light she was: it was long since he had had her thus in his arms.

Then he laid her dead baby by her side, and ran to rouse the doctor.