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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Mother didn't guess what terrible things were happening! Oh, forgive her! Forgive her!" The Doctor came to her side. "Too much excitement for the patient," he reminded her. "Don't you think you'd better go and lie down for a while, and have a little rest?" A startled look. And Gwendolyn put out a staying hand to her mother. Then "Moth-er is tired," she assented. "She's tireder than I am.
She lifted eager, shining eyes. "Moth-er," she half-whispered, "does the Doctor mean Johnnie Blake's?" The Doctor assented energetically. "I prescribe Johnnie Blake's," he declared. "A-a-ah!" It was a deep breath of happiness. "I promised Johnnie that I'd come back!" "But if my little daughter isn't strong " Her father gave a sidewise glance at the steaming bowl on the tray.
"Oh, I want you all the time, moth-er!... And I want you, my precious baby.... How much do you love me, moth-er?... Love you? oh, big as the sky!... Dear moth-er, may I eat at the grown-up table?... All the time, sweetheart.... Goody! And we'll just let Miss Royle eat with Jane and " She caught a stealthy rustle! rustle! rustle! from the direction of the hall.
At once she felt stronger. "Is the sun up?" she asked. Her voice was weak, and somewhat hoarse. "Would you like to see the sky?" asked her father. And without waiting for her eager nod, crossed to the front window and drew aside the heavy silk hangings. Serenely blue was the long rectangle framed by curtains and casing. Across it not a single fat sheep was straying. "Moth-er!" "Yes, darling?"
Sir Stephen Giffard, the elder brother, was about to marry and come to live in the old Norman chateau. The new chatelaine was a rich widow of Louvain. Sir Stephen and Lady Adelicia would be the lord and lady of the castle, and would have the tapestry chamber. "Oh, moth-er!" cried Eleanor piteously. No other room in the castle would ever be so pleasant.
And saw a pleasant face, young, but not so pretty as her mother's. She shook hands bashfully. Then shook again with an older woman, whose plain countenance was dimly familiar. After which, giving a sudden little bound, and putting up eager arms, she was caught to her mother. "My baby!" "Moth-er!" Cheek caressed cheek. "She's six, isn't she, my dear?" asked the plain, elderly one.
feel such peace and glad-ness Steal-ing o'er me ten-der-ly, hear my saint-ed moth-er, With the loved ones free from care, wait-ing and I'm lis-t'ning For the one that I love best. As I hear my moth-er sing-ing, "Je-sus Sing a-gain as in my child-hood, Of no Je-sus, bid-ding me to blend My voice in
To know that her mother and father had real and serious troubles of their own, that was another! "Oh, moth-er! Don't you go!" "Mother must tell the ladies good-by." "What touching affection!" It was the elder of the visiting pair. Miss Royle assented with a simper. "Will you come back?" urged Gwendolyn, dropping her voice. "Oh, I want to see you" darting a look sidewise "all by myself."
Brows knit, she slipped one small foot sidewise until it was close to the edge of the bed-covers, then of a sudden thrust it out from beneath them. The foot was as white as if it had only just been bathed! Not a sign did it show of having waded any stream, pattered through mud, or trudged a forest road! Presently, "Moth-er," sleepily. "Yes, darling?" "Who are Law and Order?" A moment's silence.
By the expression on his face, Gwendolyn judged that Robin Hood's Barn of which she had often heard was a most undesirable spot. "Is it far?" she asked, swallowing. "No. Only we'll have to go around it." Somehow, all at once, he seemed the one friend she had. She put out a hand to him. "You will go with me?" she begged. "Oh, I want to find my fath-er, and my moth-er!"
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