“Hope！，Mortimer，youknownomorewhatyouaretalkingaboutthanthechildunborn。Ifyouwould——，AsIlive，thedirectionssaygiveoneteaspoonfulonceanhour！，Onceanhour！——asifwehadawholeyearbeforeustosavethechildin！，Mortimer，pleasehurry。Givethepoorperishingthingatablespoonful，andtrytobequick！”
“Why，mydear，atablespoonfulmight——“
“Don’tdrivemefrantic！，……There，there，there，myprecious，myown;it’snastybitterstuff，butit’sgoodforNelly——goodformother’spreciousdarling;anditwillmakeherwell。There，there，there，putthelittleheadonmamma’sbreastandgotosleep，andprettysoon——oh，Iknowshecan’tlivetillmorning！，Mortimer，atablespoonfuleveryhalf-hourwill——Oh，thechildneedsbelladonna，too;Iknowshedoes——andaconite。Getthem，Mortimer。Nowdoletmehavemyway。Youknownothingaboutthesethings。”
Wenowwenttobed，placingthecribclosetomywife’spillow。Allthisturmoilhadwornuponme，andwithintwominutesIwassomethingmorethanhalfasleep。Mrs。McWilliamsrousedme：
“Darling，isthatregisterturnedon？”