I'll sit by you.

You'll let me stay by you ?' 'Yes.' As her clothes were removed she shook feverishly.
'They won't come up ?' she asked several times.

'Mrs.Grail won't come?
Go and tell them I've got a headache, and that it'll be all right in the morning.' 'They won't come, dear.

Get into bed, and I'll go and tell them directly.' She could have wept for misery, but she must be strong for Thyrza's sake.

Whatever hope remained depended now upon her own self-command and prudence.