"
"Surely Enna must feel for her child!" Elsie said, thinking of her own
darlings and how her very heart would be torn with anguish at the sight of
one of them in so distressing a condition.
"Yes, of course, she cried bitterly over her when first the truth dawned
upon her that Molly was really so dreadfully injured; but of course that
couldn't last and she soon took to bewailing her own hard fate in having
such a burden on her hands, a daughter who must always live single and
could never be anything but a helpless invalid."
Elsie understood how it was; for had she not known Enna from a child? Her
heart ached for Molly, and as she told her own little ones of their poor
cousin's hopeless, helpless state, she mingled her tears with theirs.
"Mamma, won't you 'vite her to come here?" pleaded Harold.
"Yes, dear mamma, do," urged the others, "and let us all try to amuse and
comfort her."
"If I do, my dears, you may be called upon at times to give up your
pleasures for her. Do you think you will be willing to do so?"
At that the young faces grew very grave, and for a moment no one spoke.
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