8/9 In a short time Mary's composure returned, and she said, "Miss Belle, I can now tell you how I lost my hair. Last night my husband, or the wreck of what was once my husband, came home. His eyes were wild and bloodshot; his face was pale and haggard, his gait uneven, and his hand trembling. I have seen him suffering from _Manipaotu_ and dreaded lest he should have a returning of it. Mrs.Graham had just stepped out, and there was no one here but myself and children. |