Chapter 62: XII

XII The Passing Shadow The winds and tides rose and fell a certain number of times, the earth moved round the sun a certain number of times, the ship upon the ocean made her voyage safely, and brought a baby-Bella home. Then who so blest and happy as Mrs. John Rokesmith, saving and excepting Mr. John Rokesmith! “Would you not like to be rich now, my darling?” “How can you ask me such a question, John dear? Am I not rich?” These were among the first words spoken near the baby Bell…