How
do you feel yourself?"
"Oh! I am all right Hannah" I answered, "but how is poor papa, will he
ever get better?"
"God is good Miss Amelia and he does what's best" she put in vaguely,
"when our time comes, you know, the best of us has to go. It's right
to be prepared for the worst, for the will of God must be our will
too."
Her words brought the hot, blinding tears into my eyes again.
"Can I go to him?" I asked, leaning towards her, "Could I speak to
him, would he know me?"
She shook her head silently for a moment and then said:
"The doctor will be here in half an hour or so, perhaps he'd let you
in to see him when he comes. In the meantime" she added, "come down
and eat a bit, for I am sure you don't look much too well yourself."
"What doctor have you?" I asked after a moment's reflection.
"Well, there's two, you know," she answered me gravely, "but Dr
Campbell comes the oftenest. Dr. Jasper and himself came together last
night but he's been here twice to-day already. Oh! he's been so kind
and attentive Miss Amelia, it would do you good to see him."
I changed the subject by asking bluntly, "Where's Mrs. Hampden?"
Hannah hesitated a moment and moved towards the stair.
"She's lying down" she said, "the shock's made her weak."
I followed and we descended into the dining-room below. Some tea
things were spread out upon a tray and Hannah brought in the urn. I
sat down and resting my elbows carelessly on the table, I buried my
face in my hands.
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