Sir Matthew had spoken hopefully to her, but she feared to fasten hopes on what might have no meaning, and could rely on nothing, till she had seen her father, who never kept back his genuine pinion, and would least of all from her.

She found her spirits too much agitated to talk to her sisters, and quietly begged them to let her be quite alone till the consultation was over, and she lay trying to prepare herself to submit thankfully, whether she might be bidden to resign herself to helplessness, or to let her mind open once more to visions of joyous usefulness.

Every step she hoped would prove to be her father's approach, and the longest hour of her life was that before he entered her room.

His face said that the tidings were good, and yet she could not ask.
"Well, Margaret, I am glad we had him down.

He thinks you may get about again, though it may be a long time first." "Does he ?--oh, papa!" and the colour spread over her face, as she squeezed his hand very fast.
"He has known the use of the limbs return almost suddenly after even a year or two," and Dr.May gave her the grounds of the opinion, and an account of other like cases, which he said had convinced him, "though, my poor child," he said, "I feared the harm I had done you was irremediable, but thanks--" He turned away his face, and the clasp of their hands spoke the rest.
Presently he told Margaret that she was no longer to be kept prostrate, but she was to do exactly as was most comfortable to her, avoiding nothing but fatigue.