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"Her life depends on how you receive what I a to tell you

Should you upbraid her with her misfortune, or fail to stand by her as

only a mother can, I shall not answer for the consequences" Then he

told her Anna's secret

The stricken wouish, nor swoon away She

raised a feebly protesting hand, as if to ward off a cruel blow; then

burying her face in her arms, she cowed before hiure It was as if this most terrible misfortune

had dried up the well-springs of grief and robbed her of the blessed

gift of tears The wo

that life held dear to her--husband, ho

but this one child, could not believe the terrible sentence that had

been pronounced against her Her Anna--her little girl! Why, she was

only a child! Oh, no, it could not be true She never, never would

believe it

Her brain whirled and seerasp so hideous a

proposition The doctor was momentarily at a loss to kno to deal

with this terrible dry-eyed grief The set look in her eyes, the