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"Oh, Miss White! she is not able to carry a heavy child always in

her arms," expostulated Mrs. Williams.

"Yes, she is. I will venture to say she looks all the better for it

at the month's end." The last sentence, fraught with interest to

herself, fell upon Beulah's ear, as she passed through the hall, and

an unerring intuition told her "You are the one." She put her hands

over her ears to shut out Miss Dorothea's sharp tones, and hurried

away, with a dim foreboding of coming evil, which pressed heavily

upon her young heart.