But why do you want to know ?" "I think I shall marry Nurse Bundle when I am old enough," I said, with almost melancholy gravity.

"She's a good deal older than I am; but I love her very much.

And she would make me very comfortable.

She knows my ways." My father has often told me that he would have laughed aloud, but for the sad air of utter weariness over my helpless figure, the painful, unchildlike anxiousness on my thin face, and in my old-fashioned air and attitude.

I have myself quite forgotten the occurrence.
At last this most trying time was over, but the fever had left me taller, weaker, and much in need of what doctors call "tone." All concerned in the care of me were now unanimous in declaring that I must have a "change of air." There was some little difficulty in deciding where to go.