After praying fervently, and with many bursting tears, for the old man, and the restoration of his peace of mind and the happiness they had once enjoyed, she would lay her head upon the pillow and sob herself to sleep: often starting up again, before the day-light came, to listen for the bell and respond to the imaginary summons which had roused her from her slumber.
One night, the third after Nelly's interview with Mrs Quilp, the old man, who had been weak and ill all day, said he should not leave home.
The child's eyes sparkled at the intelligence, but her joy subsided when they reverted to his worn and sickly face.
'Two days,' he said, 'two whole, clear, days have passed, and there is no reply.

What did he tell thee, Nell ?' 'Exactly what I told you, dear grandfather, indeed.' 'True,' said the old man, faintly.

'Yes.

But tell me again, Nell.

My head fails me.