Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes wet with tears; and when Lenora stooped to kiss her, she said.

"I know it all, I heard it all." "Then I hope you feel better," said Mrs.Hamilton, coming forward.
"Listeners never hear any good of themselves." "Particularly if it's Widow Carter who is listened to," suggested Lenora.
Mrs.Hamilton did not reply to this, but continued speaking to Carrie.
"If you have heard anything new you can keep it to yourself.

No one has interfered with you, or intends to.

Your father has a right to do what he chooses with his own, and I shall see that he exercises that right, too." So saying she left the room, while Carrie, again bursting into tears, wept until perfectly exhausted.

The next morning she was attacked with bleeding at the lungs, which in a short time reduced her so low that the physician spoke doubtfully of her recovery, should the hemorrhage again return.