“It’ll be all right, then. An’ I’ll get up to-morrow an’ be dressed, an’ go down-stairs all strong an’ rested like. An’ I think he’ll know about Bess.”
Virginia bent over and kissed her.
“Ain’t the children jealous ’cause you stay here so much?” she asked presently. “They all like you so. An’ they was so glad to see you.”
“They do not mind,” she made answer to the unselfish child; “and I like to stay with you.”
“Do you? I’m glad too,” she said dreamily.
But now and then she was a little restless. The doctor merely looked at her and smiled. But outside he said to Miss Mary, “I doubt if she goes through another night.”
“What shall I do for you?” Virginia asked later on. There seemed such a wistfulness in the eyes turned to the window.
“It’s queer like, but seems to me as if Bess was comin’. P’raps she’s jes’ found out where I be. O Miss Deerin’, are there any wild roses? I’d like to have some for Bess.”
Virginia glanced up in vague alarm.
“I think if I had some Bess would come back. ’N’ I’m all hungry like to see her.”