Frederique Volume II Part 22
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I made no reply, but went up to Mignonne's room. My heart was very heavy; still, I felt that I must try to bring back a little hope to her heart.
I arrived under the eaves. The door was still open and Mignonne was kneeling by the cradle, as at my previous visit; but she was not singing; everything was perfectly still. The young mother, with her eyes fixed on her child, seemed to be watching for some gleam of hope on her face or in her breathing.
I stepped into the room; Mignonne did not even turn her head.
"Excuse me, madame," I said, approaching the cradle; "will you allow me to examine your little girl?"
The young woman glanced at me, with eyes dim with tears, and murmured:
"Oh! monsieur! just see how she has changed, poor child, in the ten days since you saw her! Just look at her!"
Poor little one! My heart sank and my chest heaved when I saw the shocking ravages that disease had wrought in so short a time. When I saw her, ten days before, she was pale and thin; but her pretty features had not changed. Now, her little face was all wasted away; her head, like her body, seemed shrunken; her mouth, which she kept tightly closed, her little features, constantly distorted by nervous contractions--everything indicated great suffering; and yet she was still sweet and pretty. Ought such angels to suffer? What crime can they have committed?
I took the child's hand; it was still burning. The mother gazed anxiously at my face and said:
"Monsieur, do you still hope?"
"I told you that I should always hope."
"Oh, yes! you are right; but for that, I should die."
"Does she complain? Can you guess where she feels pain?"
"Alas! she doesn't complain, poor child! But she groans and cries, and I can't soothe her any more. Oh! monsieur! I can't soothe her any more!"
Mignonne paused a moment to weep. I did not try to check her tears. They do much more harm when stored up than when they are freely shed.
In a moment she continued, pointing to the child:
"Look! see how she keeps her teeth clenched all the time. Oh! that is what frightens me!"
"What does the doctor say?"
"He ordered her some medicine. But she won't take anything, she won't drink. That is the hardest part of it!"
"Yes, for if she drank a little of it, it would probably allay the fire that is consuming her."
"But what am I to do if she won't drink it--when she cries if I insist?
I can't force her, can I, the dear little pet?"
"Will you let me try, madame?"
"You, monsieur! Do you think you can succeed any better than I?"
"I shall go about it differently."
"With her teeth always clenched--I'm afraid she'll break the cup when I hold it to her mouth."
"For that reason, I do not mean to try with a cup. Have you a small spoon?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"Please let me have it, madame."
Mignonne gave me a small iron spoon, and a cup containing the sedative draught ordered by the doctor. I filled the spoon and offered it to the child, who refused to take it; but I succeeded in partly opening her gums for an instant with my left hand, and poured the contents of the spoon into her mouth. The little one cried bitterly; but she had swallowed a few drops of the potion, and that was all I wanted.
Mignonne watched me in amazement, almost in terror; for a moment she was afraid that I would hurt the child. But she soon calmed down, and seemed pleased with the result I had obtained.
"You saw how I did it," I said; "you must act in the same way, when you want her to take a little of the medicine."
"Oh! monsieur, I don't know whether I can; I don't know whether I can be as quick as you; and then I shall be afraid of hurting the dear angel."
"I did not hurt her."
"That is true. And see, look at her, monsieur; it seems as if she were breathing better! Oh! if that really has done her good!"
"It is more than likely."
"Oh! monsieur, if you would stay a little longer, and give her some more by and by?"
"I will gladly do it, madame."
"I am abusing your good nature, monsieur; but I'm afraid I can't do it as well as you."
"I am in no hurry, madame; my time is at my own disposal. I have often made a bad use of it, and I will try to atone partly, here with you."
The child seemed to be dozing, and I did not disturb her. But, after half an hour or more, when she began to be uneasy again, I repeated my manoeuvre and made her swallow another half-spoonful of the potion.
I remained some time longer talking with Mignonne, doing my utmost to restore her courage and hope. Then I went away, saying:
"Until to-morrow!"
The next day, I went again to see the little invalid, and pa.s.sed a large part of the day with Mignonne; for my conversation served to revive her courage, and she thought that no one could succeed so well as I in making the child drink. Little Marie's condition showed a slight change for the better. The doctor was greatly surprised, and the mother's hopes revived. It seemed to me that I too loved the poor little girl. One becomes attached to children so easily!
A week elapsed; I had not allowed a day to go by without pa.s.sing several hours in Mignonne's room. I thought that she still retained some suspicion of my intentions; but, as she considered that I understood taking care of children, she said to me each day when I left her:
"It would be so kind of you, if you would come to-morrow!"
I had not called on Frederique again, nor had I seen Rosette. What must they think of me? But on returning home one afternoon, about four o'clock, I found both my friend and my mistress established in my salon.
I saw at once, by the expression of their faces, that they were angry with me.
"Ah! here you are, are you, monsieur?" said Rosette. "You're getting to be very rare--very hard to find, for this is the third time I've been here--so help me! I don't know whether your Jocrisse told you?"
"My Jocrisse did not tell me."
"And madame here has been as many times as I have, it seems, and hasn't had any better luck."
Frederique Volume II Part 22
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