Albert was asleep.
He seemed however to be uneasy and restless, and he moaned now and then as if in pain.

Mary Erskine stood leaning over him for some time, with a countenance filled with anxiety and concern.

She then turned away, saying to herself, "If Albert is going to be sick and to die, what _will_ become of me ?" She kneeled down upon the floor at the foot of the bed, crossed her arms before her, laid them down very quietly upon the counterpane, and reclined her forehead upon them.

She remained in that position for some time without speaking a word.
Presently she rose and took the tea and toast upon the waiter, and set them down by the fire in order to keep them warm.

She next went to look at the children, to see if they were properly covered.