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CHAPTER XVII.
IN DANGER.
"Send down thy bright-winged angel, Lord!
Amid the night so wild;
And bid him come and breathe upon,
And heal our gentle child."
Again darkness spread its shadowy
wings over the little dwelling
of Mistress Campbell, and
its inmates separated; but again
poor Alice passed a restless and feverish
night, tossing and turning in painful sleeplessness,
wearied and exhausted in mind and
body, but still seemingly condemned to sad
watchfulness.
It might have been something peculiar in the heavy atmosphere which oppressed her, for the sultry night air was surcharged with electricity; or it might have been merely the natural result of the overtasking of nerve and brain which the sensitive girl had un-
