He had a strained, eager feeling
like some one listening for a faint call out of the distance.
"To be sure," he thought, "I know what it is, it is my wedding day. I am
to marry Sue Rainey to-day."
At the house he found Grover and Colonel Tom standing in the breakfast
room. Grover looked at his swollen, distorted face. His voice trembled.
"Poor devil!" he said. "You have had a night!"
Sam laughed and slapped Colonel Tom on the shoulder.
"We will have to begin getting ready," he said. "The wedding is at ten.
Sue will be getting anxious."
Grover and Colonel Tom took him by the arm and began leading him up the
stairs, Colonel Tom weeping like a woman.
"Silly old fool," thought Sam.
When, two weeks later, he again opened his eyes to consciousness Sue sat
beside his bed in a reclining chair, her little thin white hand in his.
"Get the baby!" he cried, believing anything possible. "I want to see the
baby!"
She laid her head down on the pillow.
"It was gone when you saw it," she said, and put an arm about his neck.
When the nurse came back she found them, their heads together upon the
pillow, crying weakly like two tired children.
CHAPTER VIII
The blow given the plan of life so carefully thought out and so eagerly
accepted by the young McPhersons threw them back upon themselves.
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