say. Suddenly,
Dr. Eben exclaimed:
"Rachel said she did not believe you were dead."
At mention of Rachel's name, a spasm crossed Hetty's face. In the
excitement of her mingled terror and joy, she had not yet thought of
Rachel.
"Where is Rachel?" she gasped, her very heart standing still as she
asked the question.
"At home," answered the doctor; and his countenance clouded at the
memory of his last interview with her. Hetty's fears misinterpreted the
reply and the sudden cloud on his face.
"Is she--did you--where is her home?" she stammered.
A great light broke in on Dr. Eben's mind.
"Good God!" he cried. "Hetty, it is not possible that you thought I
loved Rachel?"
"No," said Hetty. "I only thought you could love her, if it were right;
and if I were dead it would be."
A look of horror deepened on the doctor's face. The idea thus suggested
to his mind was terrible.
"And supposing I had loved her, thinking you were dead, what then? Do
you know what you would have done?" he said sternly.
"I think you would have been very happy," replied Hetty, simply. "I have
always thought of you as being probably very happy."
Dr. Eben groaned aloud.
"Oh, Hetty! Hetty! How could God have let you think such thoughts?
Hetty!" he exclaimed suddenly, with the manner of one who has taken a
new resolve: "Hetty, listen. We must not talk about this terrible past.
It is impossible for me to be just to you. If any other woman had done
what you have done, I should say she must be mad, or else wicked."
"I think I was mad," interrupted Hetty. "It seems so to me now. But,
indeed, Eben, oh, indeed, I thought at the time it was right."
"I know you did, my darling," replied the doctor. "I believe it fully;
but for all that I cannot be just to you, when I think of it. We must
put it away from us for ever. We are old now, and have perhaps only a
few years to live together."
Here Hetty interrupted him with a sudden cry of dismay:
"Oh! oh! I forgot every thing but you. I ought to have been at Dr.
Macgowan's an hour ago. Indeed, Eben, I must go this minute. Do not try
to hinder me. There is a patient there who is so ill. I fear he will not
live through the day. Oh, how selfish of me to have forgotten him for a
single moment! But how can I leave you! How can I leave you!"
As she spoke, she moved hastily about the room, making her preparations
to go. Her husband did not attempt to delay her. A strange feeling was
creeping
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