10/15 "Now I want you to sit right up and drink this." "I--don't want it, father," gasped Maria. The tumbler was a third full, and the wine was an old port. Immediately her head began to swim; she felt in a sort of daze when her father kissed her, and bade her lie still and go right to sleep, and went out of the room. She heard him, with sharpened hearing, enter her mother's room. |