Softly he whispered, asking what she saw there.
And she said, in a voice strangely unlike her own: "I see the vision of a
poor, weak soul striving after good. It was not cut short, and in the end
it learnt, through tears and much pain, that holiness is an infinite
compassion for others; that greatness is to take the common things of life
and walk truly among them; that"--She moved her white hand and laid it on
her forehead--"happiness is a great love and much serving. It was not cut
short; and it loved what it had learnt--it loved--and--"
Was that all she saw in the corner?
Gregory told the landlady the next morning that she had been wandering all
night. Yet, when he came in to give her her breakfast, she was sitting up
against the pillows, looking as he had not seen her look before.
"Put it close to me," she said, "and when I have had breakfast I am going
to dress."
She finished all he had brought her eagerly.
"I am sitting up quite by myself," she said. "Give me his meat;" and she
fed the dog herself, cutting his food small for him. She moved to the side
of the bed.
"Now bring the chair near and dress me. It is being in this room so long,
and looking at that miserable little bit of sunshine that comes in through
the shutter, that is making me so ill. Always that lion's paw!" she said,
with a look of disgust at it.
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