What could I have done without you?
But yourself, how are you coming on?
That arm of yours has pained me--" "It ceased to trouble me some time since.

The doctor says, too, that you'll be quite well, soon.

That's fine." He nodded.

"It's wonderful, isn't it ?" said he.

"You did it.
Without you I'd be out there." He nodded toward the window, beyond which the grass-grown stones of the little family graveyard might be seen.