Why shouldn't I help that poor girl?
We often dance all night for fun; why can't we watch occasionally for pity?
And in simple truth it will be a long time before the ache for that poor creature will go out of my heart.

It came very close home, Graydon--very close.

It brought to mind another girl, who was once scarcely stronger or better than Tilly Wendall is to-day, but God was kind.

Tilly also has great black eyes, and they do look so large and pathetic in the wan little face! At first they did not notice me much.
I was only another of the watchers who had come to aid her mother.
It's astonishing how kind these plain country people are to one another in trouble, and many a housewife in this region has toiled all day and then sat up with the poor child the livelong night.
"For the first few hours I could do little more than help her move in her weak restlessness, and give remedies to relieve her incessant cough.

The poor thing seemed neither more nor less than a victim of disease, that with a cruelty almost malign had tortured her.