room；　that　will　tell　all。〃
  〃I　believe　he　knows；〃　said　Alan。　　〃It　was　that　which　made　him　faint
  after　the　accident；　for　he　had　his　perceptions　fully　at　first。　　I
  have　suspected　all　day　that　he　was　more　himself　than　he　seemed；　but
  I　think　he　could　not　bear　to　awaken　his　mind　to　understand　it；　and
  that　he　was　afraid　to　hear　about　heryour　sister；　so　that　our
  mention　of　her　was　a　great　relief；　and　did　him　good。　　I　am　convinced
  he　knows　the　rest。　　Only　go　on；　be　calm；　as　you　have　been；　and　we
  shall　do　very　well。〃
  Flora　went　to　prepare。　　Ethel　eagerly　undertook　to　send　to　Mr。　Ward；
  and　hastened　from　the　room；　as　if　in　a　sort　of　terror；　shrinking
  perhaps　from　what　might　lead　to　an　outburst　of　grief。　　She　longed　to
  have　seen　her　father；　but　was　frightened　at　the　chance　of　meeting
  him。　　When　she　had　sent　her　message；　and　told　her　brothers　what　was
  passing；　she　went　and　lingered　on　the　stairs　and　in　the　passage　for
  tidings。　　After　what　seemed　a　long　time；　Flora　came　out；　and　hastened
  to　the　nursery；　giving　her　intelligence　on　the　way。
  〃Better　than　could　be　hoped；　he　walked　alone　into　the　room；　and　was
  quite　calm　and　composed。　　Oh！　if　this　will　not　hurt　him；　if　the
  seeing　baby　was　but　over！〃
  〃Does　he　want　her？〃
  〃Yes；　he　would　have　come　up　here　himself；　but　I　would　not　let　him。
  Nurse；　do　you　hear？　　Papa　wants　baby；　let　me　have　her。〃
  〃Bless　me；　Miss　Flora；　you　can't　hold　her　while　you　are　all　of　a
  tremble！　　And　he　has　been　to　Miss　Margaret？〃
  〃Yes；　nurse；　and　he　was　only　rather　stiff　and　lame。〃
  〃Did　Margaret　seem　to　know　him？〃　said　Ethel。
  〃She　just　answered　in　that　dreamy　way　when　he　spoke　to　her。　　He　says
  he　thinks　it　is　as　Mr。　Ward　believes；　and　that　she　will　soon　come　to
  herself。　　He　is　quite　able　to　consider〃
  〃And　he　knows　all？〃
  〃I　am　sure　he　does。　　He　desired　to　see　baby；　and　he　wants　you；　nurse。
  Only　mind　you　command　yourselfdon't　say　a　word　you　can　helpdo
  nothing　to　agitate　him。〃
  Nurse　promised；　but　the　tears　came　so　fast；　and　sobs　with　them；　as
  she　approached　her　master's　room；　that　Flora　saw　no　composure　could
  be　expected　from　her；　and　taking　the　infant　from　her；　carried　it　in；
  leaving　the　door　open　for　her　to　follow　when　wanted。　　Ethel　stood　by
  listening。　　There　was　silence　at　first；　then　some　sounds　from　the
  baby；　and　her　father's　voice　soothing　it；　in　his　wonted　caressing
  phrases　and　tones；　so　familiar　that　they　seemed　to　break　the　spell；
  drive　away　her　vague　terrors；　and　restore　her　father。　　Her　heart
  bounded；　and　a　sudden　impulse　carried　her　to　the　bedside；　at　once
  forgetting　all　dread　of　seeing　him；　and　chance　of　doing　him　harm。
  He　lay；　holding　the　babe　close　to　him；　and　his　face　was　not　altered；
  so　that　there　was　nothing　in　the　sight　to　impress　her　with　the　need
  of　caution；　and；　to　the　consternation　of　the　anxious　Flora；　she
  exclaimed；　abruptly　and　vehemently；　〃Papa！　should　not　she　be
  christened？〃
  Dr。　May　looked　up　at　Ethel；　then　at　the　infant；　〃Yes；〃　he　said；　〃at
  once。〃　　Then　added　feebly　and　languidly；　〃Some　one　must　see　to　it。〃
  There　was　a　pause；　while　Flora　looked　reproachfully　at　her　sister；
  and　Ethel　became　conscious　of　her　imprudence；　but　in　a　few　moments
  Dr。　May　spoke　again；　first　to　the　baby；　and　then　asking；　〃Is　Richard
  here？〃
  〃Yes；　papa。〃
  〃Send　him　up　presently。　　Where's　nurse？〃
  Ethel　retreated；　much　alarmed　at　her　rash　measure；　and　when　she
  related　it　she　saw　that　Richard　and　Mr。　Ernescliffe　both　thought　it
  had　been　a　great　hazard。
  〃Papa　wants　you；〃　　was　a　welcome　sound　to　the　ears　of　Richard；　and
  brought　a　pink　glow　into　his　face。　　He　was　never　one　who　readily
  showed　his　feelings；　and　there　was　no　danger　of　his　failing　in　self…
  command；　though　grievously　downcast；　not　only　at　the　loss　of　the
  tender　mother；　who　had　always　stood　between　him　and　his　father's
  impatience；　but　by　the　dread　that　he　was　too　dull　and　insignificant
  to　afford　any　help　or　comfort　in　his　father's　dire　affliction。
  Yet　there　was　something　in　the　gentle　sad　look　that　met　him；　and　in
  the　low　tone　of　the　〃How　d'ye　do；　Ritchie？〃　that　drove　off　a　thought
  of　not　being　loved；　and　when　Dr。　May　further　added；　You'll　see　about
  it　allI　am　glad　you　are　come；〃　he　knew　he　was　of　use；　and　was
  encouraged　and　cheered。　　That　his　father　had　full　confidence　and
  reliance　in　him；　and　that　his　presence　was　a　satisfaction　and　relief
  he　could　no　longer　doubt；　and　this　was　a　drop　of　balm　beyond　all　his
  hopes；　for　loving　and　admiring　his　father　intensely；　and　with
  depressed　spirits　and　a　low　estimate　of　himself；　he　had　begun　to
  fancy　himself　incapable　of　being　anything　but　a　vexation　and　burden。
  He　sat　with　his　father　nearly　all　the　evening；　and　was　to　remain　with
  him　at　night。　　The　rest　were　comforted　by　the　assurance　that　Dr。　May
  was　still　calm；　and　did　not　seem　to　have　been　injured　by　what　had
  passed。　　Indeed；　it　seemed　as　if　the　violence　and　suddenness　of　the
  shock；　together　with　his　state　of　suffering；　had　deadened　his
  sensations；　for　there　was　far　less　agitation　about　him　than　could
  have　been　thought　possible　in　a　man　of　such　strong；　warm　affections
  and　sensitive　temperament。
  Ethel　and　Norman　went　up　arm…in…arm　at　bedtime。
  〃I　am　going　to　ask　if　I　may　wish　papa　good…night；〃　said　Ethel。
  〃Shall　I　say　anything　about　your　coming？〃
  Norman　hesitated；　but　his　cheeks　blanched；　he　shuddered；　shook　his
  head　without　speaking；　ran　up　after　Harry；　and　waved　her　back　when
  she　would　have　followed。
  Richard　told　her　that　she　might　come　in；　and；　as　she　slowly　advanced；
  she　thought　she　had　never　seen　anything　so　ineffably　mournful　as　the
  affectionate　look　on　her　father's　face。　　She　held　his　hand　and
  venturedfor　it　was　with　difficulty　she　spoketo　hope　he　was　not　in
  pain。
  〃Better　than　it　was；　thank　you；　my　dear；〃　he　said；　in　a　soft　weak
  tone：　then；　as　she　bent　down　to　kiss　his　brow；　〃you　must　take　care　of
  the　little　ones。〃
  〃Yes；　papa；〃　she　could　hardly　answer；　and　a　large　drop　gathered
  slowly　in　each　eye；　long　in　coming；　as　if　the　heart　ached　too　much
  for　them　to　flow　freely。
  〃Are　they　all　well？〃
  〃Yes；　papa。〃
  〃And　good？〃　　He　held　her　hand；　as　if　lengthening　the　interview。
  〃Yes；　very　good　all　day。〃
  A　long　deep　sigh。　　Ethel's　two　tears　stood　on　her　cheeks。
  〃My　love　to　them　all。　　I　hope　I　shall　see　them　to…morrow。　　God　bless
  you；　my　dear；　good…night。〃
  Ethel　went　upstairs；　saddened　and　yet　soothed。　　The　calm　silent
  sorrow；　too　deep　for　outward　tokens；　was　so　unlike　her　father's
  usually　demonstrative　habits；　as　to　impress　her　all　the　more；　yet
  those　two　tears　were　followed　by　no　more；　there　was　much　strangeness
  and　confusion　in　her　mind　in　the　newness　of　grief。
  She　found　poor　Flora；　spent　with　exertion；　under　the　reaction　of　all
  she　had　undergone；　lying　on　her　bed；　sobbing　as　if　her　heart　would
  break；　calling　in　gasps　of　irrepressible　agony　on　〃mamma！　mamma！〃　yet
  with　her　face　pressed　down　on　the　pillow　that　she　might　not　be　heard。
  Ethel；　terrified　and　distressed；　timidly　implored　her　to　be
  comforted；　but　it　seemed　as　if　she　were　not　even　heard；　she　would
  have　fetched　some　one；　but　whom？　　Alas！　alas！　it　brought　back　the
  sense　that　no　mother　would　ever　soothe　themMargaret；　papa；　both　so
  ill；　nurse　engaged　with　Margaret！　　Ethel　stood　helpless　and
  despairing；　and　Flora　sobbed　on；　so　that　Mary　awakened　to　burst　out
  in　a　loud　frightened　fit　of　crying；　but　in　a　few　moments　a　step　was
  at　the　door；　a　knock；　and　Richard　asked；　〃Is　anything　the　matter？〃
  He　was　in　the　room　in　a　moment；　caressing　and　saying　affectionate
  things　with　gentleness　and　fondling　care；　like　his　mother；　and　which
  recalled　the　days　when　he　had　been　proud　to　be　left　for　a　little
  while　the　small　nurse　and　guardian　of　the　lesser　ones。　　Mary　was
  hushed　in　a　moment；　and　Flora's　exhausted　weeping　was　gradually
  soothed；　when　she　was　able　to　recollect　that　she　was　keeping　him　from
  her　father；　with　kind　good…nights；　he　left　Ethel　to　read　to　her　till
  she　could　sleep。　　Long　did　Ethel　read；　after　both　her　sisters　were
  slumbering　soundly；　she　went　on　in　a　sort　of　dreamy　grief；　almost
  devoid　of　pain；　as　if　all　this　was　too　terrible　to　be　true：　and　she
  had　imagined　herself　into　a　story；　which　would　give　place　at　dawn　to
  her　ordinary　life。
  At　last　she　went　to　bed；　and　slept　till　wakened　by　the　return　of
  Flora；　who　had　crept　down　in　her　dressing…gown　to　see　how　matters
  were　going。　　Margaret　was　in　the　same　state；　papa　was　asleep；　after　a
  restless　distressing　night；　with　much　pain　and　some　fever；　and
  whenever　Richard　had　begun　to　hope　from　his　tranquillity；　that　he　was
  falling　asleep；　he　was　undeceived　by　hearing　an　almost　unconsciously
  uttered　sigh　of　〃Maggie；　my　Maggie！〃　and　then　the　head　turned　wearily
  on　the　pillow；　as　if　worn　out　with　the　misery　from　which　there　was　no
  escape。　　Towards　morning　the　pain　had　lessened；　and；　as　he　slept；　he
  seemed　much　less　feverish　than　they　could　have　ventured　to　expect。
  Norman　looked　wan　and　wretched；　and　could　taste　no　breakfast；　indeed
  Harry　reported　that　he　had　been　starting　and　talking　in　his　sleep
  half　the　night；　and　had　proceeded　to　groaning　and　crying　out　till；
  when　it　could　be　borne　no　longer；　Harry　waked　him；　and　finished　his
  night's　rest　in　peace。
  The　children　were　kept　in　the　drawing…ro