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Another Thing Needful

           Then,stayingherforamoment,shesaid,‘Itwasyouwhomademyroomsocheerful,andgaveitthislookofwelcome?’

           ‘Ohno,Louisa,itwasdonebeforeIcame.Itwas

           Louisaturneduponherpillow,andheardnomore.Whenhersisterhadwithdrawn,sheturnedherheadbackagain,andlaywithherfacetowardsthedoor,untilitopenedandherfatherentered.

           Hehadajadedanxiouslookuponhim,andhishand,usuallysteady,trembledinhers.Hesatdownatthesideofthebed,tenderlyaskinghowshewas,anddwellingonthenecessityofherkeepingveryquietafterheragitationandexposuretotheweatherlastnight.Hespokeinasubduedandtroubledvoice,verydifferentfromhisusualdictatorialmanner;andwasoftenatalossforwords.

           ‘MydearLouisa.Mypoordaughter.’Hewassomuchatalossatthatplace,thathestoppedaltogether.Hetriedagain.

           ‘Myunfortunatechild.’Theplacewassodifficulttogetover,thathetriedagain.

           ‘Itwouldbehopelessforme,Louisa,toendeavourtotellyouhowoverwhelmedIhavebeen,andstillam,bywhatbrokeuponmelastnight.ThegroundonwhichIstandhasceasedtobesolidundermyfeet.TheonlysupportonwhichIleaned,andthestrengthofwhichitseemed,andstilldoesseem,impossibletoquestion,hasgivenwayinaninstant.Iamstunnedbythesediscoveries.IhavenoselfishmeaninginwhatIsay;butIfindtheshockofwhatbrokeuponmelastnight,tobeveryheavyindeed.’

           Shecouldgivehimnocomfortherein.Shehadsufferedthewreckofherwholelifeupontherock.

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