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18 Edina. so in the bliss of this, their first love-dream, they sauntered home through the grounds, choosing pleasant glades and mossy by-ways, and arrived to find Eagles’ Nest in a commotion. Mrs. Frank Raynor had been taken seriously and unexpectedly ill. Doctors were sent for; servants ran about. And William Stane said farewell, and went home from an afternoon that would ever remain as a green spot on his memory. It was his last day of holiday. With the morning, Daisy lay in great danger. The illness, not expected for a month or two, had come on now. In one sense of the word the event was over, but not the danger; and the baby, not destined to see the light, was gone. It was perhaps unfortunate that on this same morning, Frank should receive an urgent summons to Trennach. Edina wrote. Her father was very ill; ill, it was feared, unto death; and he most earnestly begged Frank to travel to him with all speed, for he had urgent need of seeing him. Edina said that, unless her father should rally, three or four days were the utmost limit of life accorded to him by the doctors: she therefore begged of Frank to lose no time in obeying the summons; and she added that her father desired her to say the journey should be no cost to him. “What a distressing thing !” cried Frank, in blank dismay, showing the letter to the Major. “I cannot go. It is impossible that I can go while Daisy lies in this state.” “Good gracious !” said the Major, rubbing his head, as he was sure to do on any emergency. “Well, I suppose you can’t, my boy. Poor Hugh !” “ How can I! Suppose I were to go, and—and she died ?” “Yes, to be sure. You must wait until she is in less danger. I hope with all my heart Hugh will rally. And Daisy too.” Frank sat down and wrote a few words to his uncle, telling him why he could not start that day, but that he would do so the moment his wife’s state allowed it. He wrote more fully, but to the same effect, to Edina. Perhaps on the morrow, he added. The morrow might bring better things. . But on the morrow Daisy was even worse. A high fever had set in, Frank wrote again to Trennach, but he could not leave Eagles’ Nest. Some days went on ; days of peril: Daisy was hovering between life and death. And on the first day that a very faint indication of improvement was perceptible and the medical men said she might now live, that there was a bare chance of it but no certainty; that same day the final news came from Trennach, and it was too late for Frank to take the journey. Dr. Raynor was dead. The tidings came by letter from Edina: written to Frank. It was but a short note, just giving a few particulars. Within this peat how- comicbooks.com