Sam Abbot standin' over her and talkin' and
tellin' her the truth. I guess the truth was most too much for her
and no mistake, because Luella presently actually did faint away,
and there wa'n't any sham about it, the way I always suspected
there was about them hysterics. She fainted dead away and we had
to lay her flat on the floor, and the Doctor he came runnin' out
and he said somethin' about a weak heart dreadful fierce to Mrs.
Sam Abbot, but she wa'n't a mite scared. She faced him jest as
white as even Luella was layin' there lookin' like death and the
Doctor feelin' of her pulse.
"'Weak heart,' says she, 'weak heart; weak fiddlesticks! There
ain't nothin' weak about that woman. She's got strength enough to
hang onto other folks till she kills 'em. Weak? It was my poor
mother that was weak: this woman killed her as sure as if she had
taken a knife to her.'
"But the Doctor he didn't pay much attention. He was bendin' over
Luella layin' there with her yellow hair all streamin' and her
pretty pink-and-white face all pale, and her blue eyes like stars
gone out, and he was holdin' onto her hand and smoothin' her
forehead, and tellin' me to get the brandy in Aunt Abby's room, and
I was sure as I wanted to be that Luella had got somebody else to
hang onto, now Aunt Abby was gone, and I thought of poor Erastus
Miller, and I sort of pitied the poor young Doctor, led away by a
pretty face, and I made up my mind I'd see what I could do.
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