"You can't go," said Margaret. "And Bess cannot go, for she is too much of a child herself."
"And besides she has never had scarlet fever."
"No. There's nothing for me to do but to go alone."
"The nurse will be there," suggested Mr. De Jarnette.
"Oh, the nurse!" said Mrs. Pennybacker.
"Aunt Mary—if—" she grew white and shut her lips.
"If the worst comes, Margaret, let me know, and I will go to you, no matter what happens here," said Mrs. Pennybacker, hastily. "But keep up a good courage, my child, and trust in God. 'His arm is not shortened that it cannot save, nor his ear heavy that it cannot hear.'"
Mr. De Jarnette stepped into the hall. He knew instinctively that Margaret would not want him here now.
When they were in the carriage and Mrs. Pennybacker standing beside it, he turned to Margaret.
"I forgot to say that I called Dr. Semple for Philip. If there is any one else you would rather have I should be glad to make the change."