The Mountain Girl by Emma Payne Erskine Chapter 22 Page 9

“No, David — only — does it mean death?” She put her hand out to him, and he took it in his and stroked it.

“Not surely. We’ll make a fight for him, won’t we, dear?”

“Oh, David! What can we do?” she moaned.

“There’s a thing to do that I’ve been reserving as a last resort. I think the time has come to try it. This curvature presses on some vital part, and the action of his heart is uncertain. He needs the tonic of the cold, — the ice and snow. Would you trust him to me, dear? I’ll take him to Doctor Hoyle. You know very well everything kindness and skill can do will be done for him there.”

“Yes, yes, David. You are so good to him always! Would —