In Sight of St. Paul's — page 242: what you’re looking at

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ATONEMENT. 237 ‘As I shall find??? repeated Aileen, struck by the significance of the tone in which the words were > spoken. ‘Yes. Miss Millar, in the cottage where I was born, over my little cot, my mother- once placed the text, ‘Wait and hope!’ ”? ‘‘ “Wait and hope!’ ’’ echoed Aileen, with an invol- untary thrill. ‘Yes. It was good of you to come to-night with all your trouble.”’ ‘‘Oh, don’t speak of that!’’ her heart contracting with the fear that had been ever-present with her during all these long, weary weeks. ‘‘It is awful to think of only a few hours more and it will be life or death for the man I love.”’ Cynthia half raised herself and, stretching forth her hand, laid it encouragingly upon the head of the girl kneeling beside her couch. ‘‘Hope!’’ she cried. “Ah! with a moan. ‘‘They tell me there is none.” There was silence for a moment, and then Cynthia said, in a voice trembling with emotion, longing to cheer the poor girl, and yet not daring to say all that she might: ‘(There is always Hope—even for me, perhaps, Jer- haps. But, listen. I am ill, very ill. All your good- Gomicbooks:co m