[Uncle Max by Rosa Nouchette Carey]@TWC D-Link bookUncle Max CHAPTER XXIV 9/28
Few women would sacrifice themselves so entirely for their belongings.' 'No, indeed,' was my reply to this; but I secretly marvelled at this piece of intelligence, and there was no time to ask any questions, for we had reached the cottage, and the next minute I was standing by Susan Locke's bedside. There was no need to tell me that poor Susan was in danger; the inflammation ran high; the flushed face, the difficult breathing, the strength and fulness of the rapid pulse, filled me with grave forebodings.
Mr.Hamilton remained with me some time, and when he took his leave he promised to come again as early as possible in the morning. 'I will stay altogether if you wish it,' he said kindly, 'if you feel the least uneasiness at being alone.' But I disclaimed all fear on this score.
I only begged him to remain with the patient a few minutes while I spoke to Phoebe, and he agreed to this. It was late; but I knew she would not be asleep.
How could she sleep, poor soul, with this fresh stroke threatening her? As I opened the door I heard her calling to me in a voice broken with sobs. 'Oh, Miss Garston, I have been longing for you to come to me; you have been here for hours.
I have been lying listening to your footsteps overhead.
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