When Thyrza had lain down, Lydia succeeded in showing almost a cheerful face.
'I'll just go down and say you're poorly.

You won't move till I come back ?' Thyrza shook her head.
Her sister was only away for a minute or two.

She reentered the room panting with the speed she had made.

And she sat down at the bedside.
There was no word for a long time.

Thyrza's eyes were closed; her lips quivered every now and then with a faint sob.