"Isn't he goin' to come ?" The tears were beginning to gather in her eyes, when she saw him in the door of the car; not hurrying along to meet them as he always used to come, so full of life and vigour, but leaning heavily on the porter's shoulder, looking very pale and weak.
Lloyd looked up at her mother, from whose face every particle of colour had faded.

Mrs.Sherman gave a low, frightened cry as she sprang forward to meet him.

"Oh, Jack! what is the matter?
What has happened to you ?" she exclaimed, as he took her in his arms.

The train had gone on, and they were left alone on the platform.
"Just a little sick spell," he answered, with a smile.

"We had a fire out at the mines, and I overtaxed myself some.