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Updated: May 3, 2025
"Priscilla, this is no work for you, poor child!" "It is hers and mine, and God's!" determinedly. "Darling, you are overwrought. You must trust me. You know what I think of such things; you can safely leave this to me. Ledyard is Huntter's physician. Why he called Hapgood in, I do not know. I will go to Ledyard. Can you not see that they would not believe you?" "Margaret will!" "But her father!
There were moments when, worn by struggle and wakeful nights, Priscilla felt incapable of sane thought. Why should she interfere, she asked herself. Professional silence was her only course. And there was the chance the chance! Against it stood, pleading, Margaret's radiant love and Huntter's strength and devotion. Who could blame her if she forgot? But oh! how they would curse her if she spoke!
You believe what I have told you?" "I do." "You know Doctor Hapgood will do no more?" "He cannot." "If you go to Doctor Ledyard and he knows and believes what will he do?" "He has been Huntter's physician for years. If he has been mistaken, he will go to Huntter." "Go to Huntter! And what then? Suppose Mr. Huntter still takes the chance?" "Ledyard will he will forbid it!"
Priscilla slipped from the room and closed the door noiselessly behind her, but not before she had seen Margaret Moffatt sink into Huntter's arms; not before she heard the sigh of perfect content that escaped her. Alone in the anteroom, the hideous truth flayed Priscilla into suffering and clear vision. "What shall I do?" she moaned, clasping her hands and swaying back and forth.
I have chosen you to care for him, because I know your ability; have heard of your powers of reticence and cheerfulness. I depend upon you absolutely." "Thank you, Doctor Hapgood." Priscilla's face had gone deadly white, but never having heard Huntter's name before, she was impersonal in her feeling. "I will do my best." The days following were days of strain and torture to Priscilla.
Priscilla stood quite still and looked at the pale, handsome face on the pillow. "My love yes; my love could and would forgive anything, if it related only to to the man I loved and me!" The frown deepened on Huntter's face; he turned uneasily. "After all," he muttered, "a man and woman see things so differently. There is no use!"
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