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Mackay, Isabel Ecclestone, 1875-1928

"Up the Hill and Over"

A black feeling! I used to be afraid I might
get caught in the blackness and never find a way out and then--"
"And then what, dear?"
"Why, then--I'd be mad, Esther!"
"Oh, darling, how awful!" Esther's warm young arms clasped the trembling
old creature close. "You must never, never be afraid again! Why didn't
you tell me and let me help?"
"I couldn't. You would not have believed me. And it would have
frightened you. And you might have told Mary. If Mary knew of it she
would be certain to be frightened and if she was frightened she would
send me away. Then the darkness would get me."
"It never shall, Auntie. No one shall ever send you away! And you won't
be afraid any more, will you?"
"No, not if you don't keep telling me that things I know aren't true. I
know they are true, you see, but when you say they aren't it makes my
head go round."
"We'll be more careful, dear! And here is your medicine before you have
your supper."
Aunt Amy turned cheerfully to the supper tray.
"Your mother need not be told about it," she observed.


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