If he would not lose her he must at _once_ relieve her of every fear and anxiety," said the physician, taking up his hat.

"_That_ is the medicine she needs, and the _only_ one that will do her much good.

Good-morning.

I will be in again at noon." And Adelaide, scarcely waiting to see him off, rushed away to her room to write to her brother exactly what he had told her, beseeching him, if he had any love for his child, to return immediately.

The paper was all blistered with her tears, for they fell so fast it was with difficulty she could see to write.
"_She_ has spoken from the first as though it were a settled thing that this sickness was to be her last; and now a great, a terrible dread is coming over me that she is right.