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I shut it off, glancing at the thermometer at the same time, and
wondering to myself if 70 was too warm for a sick child.
The coachman arrived from down-town now with the news that our physician
was ill and confined to his bed. Mrs. McWilliams turned a dead eye upon
me, and said in a dead voice:
"There is a Providence in it. It is foreordained. He never was sick
before. Never. We have not been living as we ought to live, Mortimer.
Time and time again I have told you so. Now you see the result. Our
child will never get well. Be thankful if you can forgive yourself; I
never can forgive myself."
I said, without intent to hurt, but with heedless choice of words, that I
could not see that we had been living such an abandoned life.
"Mortimer! Do you want to bring the judgment upon Baby, too!"
Then she began to cry, but suddenly exclaimed:
"
The doctor must have sent medicines!"
I said:
"Certainly. They are here. I was only waiting for you to give me a
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