"Oh, my
darling, have those sweet eyes closed forever?" he cried in anguish,
wiping the water from her face, and chafing her cold hands in his. "Elsie
my love, my life, my all! oh! I would have died to save you!"
Enna had been missed almost immediately, and Calhoun, Arthur and several
servants at once set out in different directions in search of her.
Arthur and Pomp got upon the right scent, followed her to Ion, and joined
by Mr. Travilla, soon traced her through the garden and shrubbery down to
the lake, coming upon the scene of the catastrophe, or rather of the
rescue, but a moment after Bruno left.
"Why, what is this?" exclaimed Mr. Travilla in alarm, "is it Elsie? can
she have been in the water? Oh, my child, my darling!"
Instantly he was down upon the grass by her side, assisting Lester's
efforts to restore her to consciousness.
For a moment she engrossed the attention of all, to the utter exclusion
from their thoughts of poor Enna, for whom none of them entertained any
great amount of affection.
"She lives! her heart beats! she will soon recover!" Arthur said
presently, "see, a faint color is coming into her cheek.
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