I thought it at the time, and I tried to say something of the kind to her, but I couldn't get it out, and she wouldn't have believed me if I had.
"So all I could do was to go back to the other room, and tell him that I wanted her to go to sleep, and that he must not call out to her until I told him.
"She lay very still all day.

The doctor came at his usual hour and looked at her.

He patted her hand, and just glanced at the untouched food beside her.
"'Yes,' he said, quietly.

'I shouldn't worry her, nurse.' And I understood.
"Towards evening she opened her eyes, and beckoned to her sister, who was standing by the bedside, to bend down.
"'Jeanie,' she whispered, 'do you think it wrong to deceive any one when it's for their own good ?' "'I don't know,' said the girl, in a dry voice; 'I shouldn't think so.
Why do you ask ?' "'Jeanie, your voice was always very much like mine--do you remember, they used to mistake us at home.

Jeanie, call out for me--just till--till he's a bit better; promise me.' "They had loved each other, those two, more than is common among sisters.
Jeanie could not answer, but she pressed her sister closer in her arms, and the other was satisfied.
"Then, drawing all her little stock of life together for one final effort, the child raised herself in her sister's arms.
"'Good-night, Jack,' she called out, loud and clear enough to be heard through the closed door.
"'Good-night, little wife,' he cried back, cheerily; 'are you all right ?' "'Yes, dear.