The White Rose of MemphisFalkner, William C. (Clark)
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The White Rose of Memphis
Falkner, William C. (Clark)
Memphis (Tenn.) -- Fiction
“‘Let me see her instantly; I cannot wait a moment longer; I am dying to
hold her in my arms!’
“We were at the front gate, some distance from the house.
“‘Ah, ha! my boy, be calm; Lottie is asleep; can’t let you see her now;
crisis not passed yet--life hangs by brittle threads--patience, my boy,
patience! Keep cool; ah, ha! keep cool, my boy. Give me another hug.
There now; ah, ha! that’s like old times. Plaxico is with Lottie; will
consult with him; if he thinks there is no risk, you shall see her! ah,
ha! that you shall, my boy! Let her sleep, though; she must not be
disturbed until she awakes. Take your boots off when you get to the
house, my boy--Dolly will get you a pair of slippers. Caution, my boy,
caution, you see the necessity of it, don’t you, my boy? Yes, of course
you do. Ah, ha! here we come!’
“In pursuance of instructions, I took off my boots and thrust my feet
into a pair of cloth slippers which Mrs. Dodson handed to me as we
entered the front portico. Mrs. Rockland furnished Harry with a pair of
the same sort, and the cat-like movements of all showed how they loved
the angelic creature whose life was trembling in the balance. Doctor
Dodson whispered a few words to me, then went into Lottie’s room, and
soon returned, accompanied by Doctor Plaxico.
“‘How is she now, doctor?’ I inquired.
“‘Oh, she is all right now, sir; I think she will come round handsomely.
She is sleeping quite soundly--pulse greatly improved--respiration
regular.’
“‘Can we see her now?’ I eagerly demanded.
“‘Yes, certainly, provided you obey instructions to the very letter.
Only one of you can go in at a time, and you must not speak to or touch
her; but if you have the slightest doubt as to your ability to control
your feelings, you had better not go in.’
“‘You go in first,’ said I to Harry.
“‘No, Edward, I yield to you--it is your privilege to see her first. Go
in and give me time to get my feelings under control.’
“It was his generous heart that prompted him to give me the preference.
“‘Come with me,’ said Plaxico, as he took hold of my arm, ‘I cannot
trust you alone, when so much depends on your actions.’
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