Brown."
But it is not easy to get a doctor's opinion, and at last it was decided to
send for the famous Dr. Jacobs, and have a consultation.
"Well, have the consultation as soon as possible, for this uncertainty is
harder to bear than the knowledge of a speedy death," said Mr. Sherwood.
Oh, the agony of that hour, when Dexie waited, with the rest of the family,
the verdict of the assembled doctors. As she knelt by her bed, her face
buried in the pillows, she felt as if the worst could not be much harder to
bear than this dreadful suspense. She dreaded the sound that would summon
her to her father's bedside, yet, when it came, she rose to obey with a
firm step, though the white face, from which her eyes shone almost black in
their intensity, was proof of the anxiety that filled her heart.
"My dear little girl," and her father pressed the hand she laid in his, "it
is not so bad as we feared, after all. Dr. Brown, will you go and tell my
wife? Dexie, do you think you will get tired waiting on me if I have to lie
here a few more months?"
"Oh, papa!" She could not restrain the tears that sprang to her eyes, so
she laid her head on the pillow beside him until she could lift a quiet
face.
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