"I feared you would feel so, Mr. Clarke, but all my medical colleagues agree with me that nothing but the restoration of her child can save my patient's life. It is the desperate chance we take when we feel that all hope is lost."
"Then I must consent!"
"You are wise," the old doctor answered, tiptoeing from the room, only to reappear a little later, followed by the nurse with a little white bundle in her arms.
The low voice of the delirious woman went babbling on.
"Darling," murmured her husband, pressing his lips to her pale brow.
"Yes, yes, dear, I'm going away from you. Hark!"
The sudden wail of an infant had caught her hearing.
Her dull eyes brightened with returning intelligence, she moved restlessly, and the nurse laid a wailing infant against her breast.
"Dear mistress, can you hear me? Here is your baby back again."