A TALE OF COUNTRY LIFE. BY THE AUTHOR OF "AMY HERBERT. "" IVORS," NEW YORKNES D. APPLETON & CO., 346 & 348 BROADWAY. LONDON: 16 LITTLE BRITAIN. 1858. Transfer from Cire. Dept. Muhlenberg Bis DEC 27 1910 URSULA. CHAPTER XLIV. THE first waking the next morning would have repaid me for double the pain I had suffered since Ecger's absence. It was so wonderfully happy. My nature was not one to dwell long on future troubles, so I took the blessings brought by the present moment, and only felt that Roger was with me, and that for the time: all must go well. And my feeling was shared by every one in the house. Roger's return was like letting the light of the sun break in upon our sad household. William expanded, as it were, under its influence in a manner which was surprising to me; especially as he had a good deal to make him uncomfortable in other ways. I mentioned that the evening of the wreck he came in shading his face from the light, and putting a handkerchief to his eyes. All that evening he complained of a shooting pain in them, and the next day they were very much inflamed. He had caught cold in them; for in consequence of being so silly as not to take a great-coat with him, he had no defence against the snow, and he had been exposed to it a long time. We forced him to send for the Compton doctor, but the lotion which was ordered did no good, and then he said he would see some one in Hove. Instead, however, of letting the doctor come to him, he would go into Hove himself on a day when there was a bitter wind blowing, and of course he returned worse than he went. These things were very vexatious, but I could talk out my troubles to Roger, and that was sufficient comfort to me for the time. The accounts from Hatton continued very indifferent. Mrs. Morris kept |