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As terrible was the look of torture that came over his face, one night near the end, when Wonder in a sudden nightmare of delirium had seized his hand and cried:— "O Daddy, the white lady! AS TERRIBLE WAS THE LOOK OF TORTURE THAT CAME OVER HIS FACE ONE NIGHT NEAR THE INN WHEN WONDER IN A SUDDEN NIGHTMARE OF DELIRIUM HAD SEIZED HIS HAND AND CRIED OH DADDY THE WHITE LADY
ady, for so little of life, she was to endure the pain of death. Day after day, hour after hour, Antony hung over her bed, with a devotion and an unconsciousness of fatigue that made Beatrice look at him with astonishment, and sometimes even for a moment forget Wonder in the joy with which she saw him transfigured by simple human love. Now, when it was too late, he had become a father indeed. And it brought some ease to his fiercely tortured heart to notice that it was his ministrations that the dying child seemed to welcome most. For the most part she lay in a semi-conscious state, heeding nothing, and only moaning now and again, a sad little moan, like an injured bird. She seemed to say she was so little a thing to suffer so. Once, however, when Antony had just placed some fresh ice around her head, she opened her eyes and said, "Dear little Daddy," and the light on Antony's face—poor victim of perverse instincts that too often drew his really fine nature awry—was sanctifying to see.  PAIN OF BEING BORN ALREADY FOR SO LITTLE OF LIFE SHE WAS TO ENDURE THE PAIN OF DEATH DAY AFTER DAY HOUR AFTER HOUR ANTHONY HUNG OVER HER BED WITH A DEVOTION AND AN UNCONSCIOUSNESS OF FATIGUE THAT MADE BEATRICE LOOK AT HIM WITH ASTONISHMENT AND SOMETIMES EVEN FOR A MOMENT FORGOT WONDER IN THE JOY WITH WHICH SHE SAW HIM TRANSFIGURED BY SIMPLE HUMAN LOVE NOW WHEN IT WAS TOO LATE HE HAD BECOME A FATHER INDEED AND IT BROUGHT SOME EASE TO HIS FIERCELY TORTURED HEART TO NOTICE THAT IT WAS HIS MINISTRATIONS THAT THE DYING CHILD SEEMED TO WELCOME MOST FOR THE MOST PART SHE LAY IN A SEMI CONSCIOUS STATE HEEDING NOTHING AND ONLY MOANING NOW AND AGAIN A SAD LITTLE MOAN LIKE AN INJURED BIRD SHE SEEMED TO SAY SHE WAS SO LITTLE A THING TO SUFFER SO ONCE HOWEVER WHEN ANTONY HAD JUST PLACED SOME FRESH ICE AROUND HER HEAD SHE OPENED HER EYES AND SAID DEAR LITTLE DADDY AND THE LIGHT ON ANTHONY'S FACE POOR VICTIM OF PERVERSE INSTINCTS THAT TOO OFTEN DREW HIS REALLY FINE NATURE AWRY WAS SANCTIFYING TO SEE
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