"Think of all she has suffered.

Is she worth no sacrifice ?" "She never knew me," said Rachel gloomily, "and she will be happier never to know me.

She could not have smiled as she did to-day if she had not forgotten that I ever existed." "That is a selfish delusion," I said.

"If your mother never knew you, it is plain, at least, that you have never known her.

Such a woman could not forget her child.