Part,  Chapter

1 1,2|  as if he had been his own child. Not having been able to
2 2,9| his instinct was that of a child. One day in this month of
3 2,0|  by longing for it, like a child for a thing which it has
4 2,1|   whom chance has made our child, do you think we could ever
5 2,4|    all this vessel was his child, and it is the right of
6 3,7|   mother by the bed of her child. ~Herbert dozed again, but
7 3,0|  loved by all as their own child. The only remedy which existed
8 3,6| eyes of the dying man. "My child," he said, "may God bless