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death. I gave her every drop of ipecac in that bottle, and when the last dose went down I said to myself (begin superscript)N10(end superscript) ‘This is the last lingering hope and I fear ’tis a vain one.’ But in about three minutes she coughed up the phlegm and began to get better right away. You must just imagine my relief, doctor, because I can’t express it in words. You know there are some things that cannot be expressed in words.”
“Yes, I know,” nodded the doctor. He looked at Anne as if he were thinking some things about her that couldn’t be expressed in words. Later on, however, he expressed them to Mr. and Mrs. Barry.
“That little red-headed girl they
LMM Notes
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—not to Diana or Young Mary Joe because I didn't want to worry them any more than they were worried, but I had to say it to myself just to relieve my feelings—
TEXT ANNOTATION
"This is a last lingering hope and I fear 'tis a vain one.": Paraphrase of lines from Mrs. Felicia Hemans's (1823) dramatic poem "The Siege of Valencia": "And my last lingering hope, that thou / shouldst win."