Love at the Loom — page 319: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XL. HAPPINESS AT LAST. — ‘The stupor into which Mildred had fallen was sO. _ prolonged, that after fifteen minutes of unavailing = effort to revive her, the housekeeper sent for a s am _ It was half an hour when the doctor came, pe it _ Was some minutes ere the strenuous measures adopted _ by him had any result. Then Mildred opened her eyes in a dazed way and - looked about her, as if unconscious of the lapse of time since she swooned. _ “Where—where is he?” was her first question, as _ She strove to rise in the bed. | “Your husband, ma’am, has been gone half an hour at least,” was the response that greeted her. “Do you mean that I have been ill that long?” she demanded weakly, her black eyes fixed on the girl’s fe sace. “Yes, ma’am.” - Mildred wondered what it was that made her feel so languid and powerless to move. _ “What happened?” she demanded; and then, with ‘a sudden recollection, cried eagerly: “My husband! . Did he not eat the supper that was prepares i for him?” 4 m - rg | , come JOOKS.GO