Who will take care of him when I am gone ?" She said much more than this, and perhaps even Gifford's persistent justice could not have sustained the conviction that he had done right to tell Lois that the blame of the accident rested upon her, if he had known the thoughts of a possible atonement which passed through her mind when Mrs.Forsythe spoke thus of her son.

It was not the first time since her injury that she had told Lois of her anxiety for Dick's future, and now the girl left her with a dazed and aching heart.
Mrs.Dale, full of importance and authority, met her in the hall.
"I've got some beef-tea for Arabella Forsythe," she said, balancing the tray she carried on one hand, and lifting the white napkin with the other to see that it was all right, "if I can only persuade her to take it.

I never saw anybody who needed so much coaxing.

But there! I must not be hard on her; she is pretty sick, I must say,--and how she does enjoy it! I said she would.

But really, Lois, if we don't have some word from that young man soon, I don't know what we shall do, for she is certainly worse to-night.