Hester Craigmile yielded, as always, to the Elder's will, and remained without, seated close beside her son's door, her hands, that Ached to serve, lying idle in her lap, while the Elder brought him his warm milk and held it to his lips, lifting his head to drink it, and then left him with the command to sleep.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
While he was filled with admiration for her, yet his heart Ached for her, and with anger and reproach against himself.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
Also, her head Ached from tears and lack of sleep, and she hated the town, the hotel-almost she hated Manley himself.
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower