Still, on the whole, she was a help to her mother; while as for Becky she was never quite happy when Tiza was out of the house.

Becky, like Milly, had a way of loving everybody about her, and next to her mother she loved Tiza best of anybody.
After all, the children were able to say good-bye to Becky.

Just the day before they were to go away Mr.Backhouse came down to say that Becky would like to see them very much if they could come, and the doctor said they might.
So up they went; Milly a good deal excited, and Olly very curious to see what Becky would look like.

Mr.Backhouse took them in, and they found Becky lying comfortably on a little bed, with a patchwork counterpane, and her shoulders and arms covered up in a red flannel dressing-gown that Aunt Emma had sent her.
[Illustration: "'Haven't you got a bump ?' asked Olly"] Milly kissed her, and Olly shook her hand, and they didn't all quite know what to say.
"Is your back better ?" said Milly at last.

"I'm so glad the doctor let us come." "Haven't you got a bump ?" asked Olly, looking at her with all his eyes.
"We thought you'd have a great black bump on your fore-head, you know--ever so big." "No, it's a cut," said Becky; "there now, you can see how it's plastered up." "Did it hurt ?" said Olly, "did you kick?
I should have kicked.