Mag had been gone but a few moments when Mrs.Hamilton, opening the outer door, called to Lenora, saying, "Come and take a few turns on the piazza with Carrie.

The air is bracing this morning, and will do her good." Willie, who was present, cried out, "No--Carrie is sick; she can't walk--Maggie said she couldn't," and he grasped his sister's hand to hold her.

With a not very gentle jerk Mrs.Hamilton pulled him off, while Lenora, who came bobbing and bounding into the room, took Carrie's arm, saying.
"Oh, yes, I'll walk with you; shall we have a hop, skip, or jump ?" "Don't, don't!" said Carrie, holding back; "I can't walk fast, Lenora," and actuated by some sudden impulse of kindness, Lenora conformed her steps to those of the invalid.

Twice they walked up and down the piazza, and were about turning for the third time, when Carrie, clasping her hand over her side, exclaimed, "No, no; I can't go again." Little Willie, who fancied that his sister was being hurt, sprang toward Lenora, saying, "Leno, you mustn't hurt Carrie.

Let her go; she's sick." And now to the scene of action came Dame Hamilton, and seizing her young stepson, she tore him away from Lenora, administering at the same time a bit of a motherly shake.