"To the post-office--with a letter; a letter to Frederick. Oh, papa, perhaps I have done wrong: but mamma was seized with such a passionate yearning to see him--she said it would make her well again--and then she said that she must see him before she died--I cannot tell you how urgent she was! Did I do wrong?"
Mr. Hale did not reply at first. Then he said:
"You should have waited till I came in, Margaret."
"I tried to persuade her--" and then she was silent.
"I don't know," said Mr. Hale, after a pause. "She ought to see him if she wishes it so much; for I believe it would do her much more good than all the doctor's medicine--and, perhaps, set her up altogether; but the danger to him, I'm afraid, is very great."
"All these years since the mutiny, papa?"

'To the post-office with a letter; a letter to Frederick. Oh, papa, perhaps I have done wrong: but mamma so longed to see him - she said it would make her well again - and she said that she must see him before she died. Did I do wrong?'
Mr. Hale did not reply at first. Then he said: 'I don't know. She ought to see him if she wishes it so much, for I believe it would do her more good than all the doctor's medicine; but the danger to him, I'm afraid, is very great.'
'All these years since the mutiny, papa?'
