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The pain of h the shell of numbness which had encasedinto the pillows,the linen I felt Cathy sit next tomy shoulder, and I sobbed with relief and shame

"Come now, dear; you must not weep so All will be well," she said

I wept for a very long tiirl summoned her for the child, then she left me; but immediately someone else came to sit next to me, and stroked my hand; this time it was Mrs Randall The tears I wept seemed to come from an ocean of pain and remorse

"There now, dear; you are home now," said Mrs Randall, and my heart swelled when I heard the words "There now You are safe You are hohtly to her hand as if it were my lifeline I was home All ell I ith those who lovedfeeling al had cleansed my soul I was still weak, but the care lavished upon rew stronger My appetite returned; I was almost ravenous I ate and drank of the dishes and cups that were continuously being offered to , clabber, cake and wine, hominy and ham and peas and bread, buttered turnips, syllabub, pot liquor-the variety see made of persimmons Rabbit insisted that I drink of her herbal brew every day

There was a plate or tray or cup in my hand almost constantly

When I felt my belly an fill, and color returned to my cheeks My hair was still dull; Susan rubbed poht her embroidery into my room in the afternoons, and she and Catherine chatted withher bairn into the roo from another part of the house; at such times, I turned my face into the pillows and wept quietly, and whoever was near would pat and strokeon the lawns of Brianag, his red head shining in the sun, were dead But I lived, and at Brianag, I would feel peace again At Brianag, my heart would heal