"No, thank you, ma'am," said Mrs. Death. "We must go to our little ones."
"They haven't seen father for ever so long, ma'am," added Gracie. "Did they ask for me, mother?"
"Yes, my darling, every day, over and over again. How glad they'll be! How happy and grateful I am!"
"I will take you home in my carriage," said Lady Wharton, and then energetically to her brother, "Fairfax, what do you think of her?"
"Little brick," said Lord Fairfax.
Lady Wharton turned to the men and women who were pressing round them. "Do keep off, good people, and let the child have air. You'll be the death of her with your kindness."
"Dick!" said Gracie, putting her hand in his.
"God bless you, Gracie!" he said, kissing her.
"You'll come and see us, Dick."
"I am coming to-night, Gracie."