His Other Wife: A Novel — page 156: what you’re looking at

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148 A SISTER OF CHARITY. for us to number the thoughtful acts of ours—have there, mother?” | “No, indeed, my boy. Thank God we have learned that your life is precious to many a good heart, sincé that terrible night that almost robbed_me of you.” ‘““Let us not speak of that now, dear,” he said, gently, seeing the garrulous old lady about to enter upon a minute account of how, when, and where her son met with the accident which had come so nigh to Srp! het childless. His lightest word or sign was enough to render the devoted old mother subject to his will. “Whose lovely offering is that he cherishes so close to him?” asked Leda, pointing to a small basket of geranium-blooms, with a delicate note lying in the bnidist of them. ) ors “You ought to recognize those flowers, since they came from your own conservatary,” said Warren, replying to her question, and passing his hand caressingly over the bright velvet petals of the gorgeous flowers. ; ‘“From Miss Hilary, I presume.” Despite her effort to speak sweetly, there was a ring of displeasure in her voice that made him say: , “‘T hope you don’t mind her having robbed your plants forme? You would not, I know, if you guessed half the delight they have given me,. She has not missed sending me a bouquet one single day since my injury—dear little soul |’” Eomicbooks:¢o im <=)