The night before the measles broke out on her she read till nearly morning by candle-light, because she was restless and couldn't go to sleep.

Of course that made them worse." "_Blind!_" echoed Eugenia, closing her own eyes a moment on the bright summer world without, and feeling a chill run over her, as she realised what black dungeon walls those five letters could build around a life.
"Was the doctor sure, Lloyd?
Can't something be done ?" "Of co'se he wasn't _suah_.

I heard him tell mothah that he wouldn't give up fighting for her sight as long as there was a shadow of a chance to save it, but he advised her to send for an oculist to consult with him, and she's just now telephoned to the city for one." "Does Betty know it ?" "She knows that there is dangah of her losing her sight, and is tryin' so hahd to be quiet and patient." Eugenia laid down her book, feeling faint and sick.

For a long time after Lloyd and Joyce had left her she sat idly playing with the curtain cord, thinking over what they had told her.

Presently she tiptoed up-stairs to her room.