She would bring the cup of soup, or the glass of wine, and sit beside him as he took it; or lure him gently to talk to her of David--of his childhood or boyhood.

"No one does him so much good as Miss Templeton," Dr.
Hewlitt observed one day to Dinah.

"I confess I was a bit anxious about him for two days--he has a weak heart, and I did not quite like his look; but your sister has brought him round." Elizabeth smiled happily when Dinah told her this.
"I am glad Dr.Hewlitt said that, Die.

I do love to take care of him; it is the only thing I can do for David now." "Father," she said to him one day--for when they were alone she always called him by that name--"I think you have still some work to do before your rest time comes.

You are getting better, are you not ?" Then he looked at her with sad wistfulness.
"I think I am not worthy to go yet," he returned humbly.