"I need nothing that the skill of man can give me," said his mother, still holding his head, and perusing his features. "But perhaps now I have satisfied my father's will, your face will come instead of his--your young, loving face."

"I need nothing that man can give me," said his mother, perusing his features. "But perhaps now I have satisfied my father's will, your face will come instead of his - your young, loving face."
