"Uncle Reggie and Father, too.

Good night, my darlings." "Good night," said everyone.

Bobbie hugged her mother more closely even than usual, and whispered in her ear, "Oh, I do love you so, Mummy--I do--I do--" When Bobbie came to think it all over, she tried not to wonder what the great trouble was.

But she could not always help it.

Father was not dead--like poor Uncle Edward--Mother had said so.