But mother, how can she do without me ?" "I will see that she has medical advice, nursing, everything she needs." Sally tried to speak her thanks but tears and sobs came instead.
The sound woke Mrs.Gibson.

"Elsie Dinsmore!" she cried in feeble but excited tones, with difficulty raising herself to a sitting posture.

"I should have known you anywhere." "I cannot say the same; you are much changed," Elsie said, going to the bedside and taking the thin feverish hand in hers.
"Yes, I've grown an old woman, while you are fresh and young; and no wonder, for your life has been all prosperity; mine nothing but trouble and trial from beginning to end." "O, mother dear, we have had a great many mercies," said Sally; "and your life is not ended.

I hope your good times are yet to come." "Well, maybe so, if Mrs.Travilla can help us to the medical aid we need, and put us in the way of earning a good living afterward." "I shall do my best for you in both respects," Elsie said kindly, accepting a chair Sally set for her near the bed.
"I knew you would; you were always generous," remarked her ci-devant governess; "prompt too in bestowing your favors.

But it is easy to be generous with a large and well-filled purse." "Very true," Elsie answered with a smile.