"
"Gone away," echoed Elsie's sinking heart. "Gone away, and so suddenly!
what could it mean?" She stole away to her own room to indulge, for a
brief space, in the luxury of tears, then, with a woman's instinctive
pride, carefully removed their traces, and rejoined the family with a face
all wreathed in smiles.
CHAPTER THIRTIETH.
"Love is not to be reasoned down or lost,
In high ambition, or a thirst for greatness;
'Tis second life, it grows into the soul,
Warms ev'ry vein, and beats in ev'ry pulse;
I feel it here; my resolution melts."
--ADDISON.
Enna lay at the point of death for weeks. Mrs. Travilla was her devoted
nurse, scarcely leaving her day or night, and only snatching a few hours
of rest occasionally, on a couch in an adjoining room whence she could be
summoned at a moment's notice.
Mr. Travilla at length remonstrated, "My darling, this is too much, you
are risking your own life and health, which are far more valuable than
hers."
"O Edward," she answered, the tears shining in her eyes, "I must save her
if I can.
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