wn the floor; and mamma sighing; and the doctor solemnly
standing by; and the nurse tip-toeing about the room; and the room so
dark, and smelling of drugs, and full of suffering--it is all so
dreadful! For I want to be out in the fresh spring air, and wind, and
sunshine. I want to dance and run in it. My blood goes racing through
my veins like quicksilver, and it is a kind of torture to sit still,
and talk in whispers, and see baby's white waxy face, and smell
nothing but drugs. When I went to show myself to Antony yesterday in
my new suit, and held the lovely roses to his face, he turned away as
if I were a fright, and put the flowers from him, as if they hurt.
Such ways I cannot understand!"

This conversation rather quieted than increased Yanna's misgivings.
She thought she understood the restless woman. Beautiful, and longing
to exhibit her beauty, full of the pulse and pride of youth, excited
by dreams of all sensuous delights, romantic, sentimental, and vain,
she was resentful at the circumstances which bound her to the
stillness and shadow of the sick room, because she was incredulous of
any necessity for such devotion. For the latter feeling Mrs. Filmer
was much to blame. She had not the keen intuitions regarding life and
death which Antony possessed; she had dim remembrances of her own
children's trials, she had the experiences of her friends on the same
subject, and she did not honestly believe little Emma was in any
special danger. Consequently, she had supported Rose in her claim to
regard her own health, and go out a little every day. And if Antony
had been asked for the reason of his great anxiety, he would not have
cared to explain it to his wife or his mother-in-law. Both these women
would have smiled at what he had learned through the second sight of
dreams, in that mysterious travail of sleep, by which the man that
feareth God is instructed and prepared for "the sorrow that is
approaching"; because, if apprehension of the supernatural is not in
the human soul, neither miracle nor revelation can authenticate it to
them.

So Antony bore his fear in silence, and told no one _the Word_ that
had come to him; strengthening his heart with the brave resolve of the
wise Esdras: "Now, therefore, keep thy sorrow to thyself; and bear
with a good courage that which hath befallen thee."

About ten days after this event, Rose left her home early one morning
to complete the shopping necessary for their removal to W