"
But Dr. Refern's soliloquy was lost upon a desert air, and as he
pronounced Miss Verne convalescent he felt a tender pity in his
large, warm heart, and fervently prayed that the girl's future might
be made brighter and happier, and that she yet might return thanks
for his interest in her recovery.
* * * * *
"My Father!"
What a scene.
Marguerite is once more with her idolized parent, but the poor girl
is almost overcome with grief as she looked upon the altered looks
of the prostrate form.
"My darling father," she murmurs, and vainly attempts to gain a look
of fond recognition.
"Oh! father! try to speak to me," she cried, sobbing like a child,
"speak to your own Marguerite."
It was a scene too sacred for other eyes, and Mrs. Montgomery turned
away.
"Father in heaven," prayed the girl with arms uplifted and her eyes
raised in devout supplication, "forsake me not now; oh, give me back
my father--the father to whom I owe so much; Oh, grant that his
senses be restored, and I can hear his voice once more." Marguerite
threw herself prostrate beside the bed, and remained for some
moments in fervent meditation.
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