"No, dear, she is right here on the bed. We'll help you to the couch and you must lie perfectly still. I'll take care of baby. The doctor is coming, Anna."
"As you say," returned Anna, too weak to resist, and again she swooned as she was being helped to the couch.
Venna felt great relief when the bell rang and the old village doctor appeared. Entering the room brusquely, he made a general survey. First he went to Anna.
"Revive her again quickly, and give her plenty of hot milk. Worn out, that's all."
Then he went to baby Anna. After a careful examination, he turned to Venna and slowly shook his head.
"I need a consultation here. This is a serious case—very serious."
Venna paled.
"O Dr. Jensen! consult with the best doctor you know. Is there time to get one from New York?"
"No!" declared Dr. Jensen, "she must be attended to quickly, or you'll lose her to-night. It may be paralysis."
Venna's heart beat wildly.