Page 189 - A Little Bush Maid

Black Billy must fetch the doctor and guide him to the sick man; but no one
else save Norah herself knew the track to the little camp, hidden so

cunningly in the scrub, at that rate it might be many hours before he knew
if his child were safe. Anxiety for the remedies for his friend was

swallowed up in the anguish of uncertainty for Norah. Tt seemed to him that
he must go to seek her--that he could not wait! He started up, but, as if
alarmed by his sudden movement, the Hermit cried out and tried to rise,

struggling feebly with the strong hands that were quick to hold him back.
When the struggle was over David Linton sat down again. How could he

leave him?

Then across his agony of uncertainty came a clear childish voice. The tent

flaps were parted and Norah stood in the entrance white and trembling, but
with a glad smile of welcome on her lips--behind her a tall man, who

trembled, too. David Linton did not see him. All the world seemed whirling
round him as he caught his child in his arms.