Ellen was right in this; her mother's face did not wear the look of sleep, nor indeed of repose at all; the lips were compressed, and the brow not calm. To try, however, whether she was asleep or no, and with the half-acknowledged intent to rouse her at all events, Ellen knelt down by her side, and laid her face close to her mother's on the pillow. But this failed to draw either word or sign. After a minute or two, Ellen tried stroking her mother's cheek very gently — and this succeeded, for Mrs. Montgomery arrested the little hand as it passed her lips, and kissed it fondly two or three times. "I haven't disturbed you, Mamma, have I?" said Ellen. Without replying, Mrs. Montgomery raised herself to a sitting posture, and lifting both hands to her face, pushed back the hair from her forehead and temples, with a gesture which Ellen knew meant that she was making up her mind to some disagreeable or painful effort. Then taking both Ellen's hands, as she still knelt before her, she gazed in her face with a look even more fond than usual, Ellen thought, but much sadder too; though Mrs. Montgomery's cheerfulness had always been of a serious kind. "What question was that you were asking me a while ago, my daughter?" "I thought, Mamma, I heard papa telling you this morning, or yesterday, that he had lost that lawsuit." "You heard right, Ellen — he has lost it," said Mrs. Montgomery, sadly. "Are you sorry, Mamma? — does it trouble you?" "You know, my dear, that I am not apt to concern myself overmuch about the gain or the loss of money. I believe my heavenly Father will give me what is good for me." "Then, Mamma, why are you troubled?" "Because, my child, I cannot carry out this principle in other matters, and leave quietly my _all_ in His hands." "What is the matter, dear mother? What makes you look so?" "This lawsuit, Ellen, has brought upon us more trouble than I ever thought a lawsuit could — the loss of it, I mean." "How, Mamma?" "It has caused an entire change of all our plans. Your father says he is too poor now to stay here any longer; and he has agreed to go soon on some government or military business to Europe." "Well, Mamma, that is bad; but he has been away a great deal before, and I am sure we were always very happy." "But, Ellen, he thinks now, and the doctor thinks too, that it is very important for my health that I should go with him." "Does he, Mamma? — and do you mean to go?" "I am afraid I must, my dear child." "Not, and leave _me_, mother?"