“Oh, no, and I’ll read to you.”
The sweet voice soon lulled her to sleep. And she did not speak again all through the evening, but was rather restless all night. No one had to watch with her now, but Miss Armitage was troubled at the soft, long sighs.
CHAPTER V
THE FAIRY GODMOTHER
Marilla wondered what the bells were ringing for. And then pistols were firing. Oh, yes, it was Fourth of July. She would get up—but her thin legs gave way and her head spun round. All the room was strange, and everybody seemed mixed up. Then a soft voice said—
“I hope you are better this morning.”
“I feel—queer—”
The face was flushed, the little hands were hot.