'Poor Cherry!' said Felix, hesitating, with a little of her own nervous awe of broaching the subject.
'You don't mean that there is anything seriously amiss?' she cried, startled.
'Wilmet, do you remember what Rugg said would be the very best thing for that poor child?'
She stood still, dismayed and angered. 'They aren't tormenting the poor little thing about that?'
'It is not their doing.'
'It can't have become necessary! Sister Constance would have told me! Felix say she is not worse!'
'No, much better. But, Wilmet, what we could not bear to think of, she thought of for herself, and begged to have it done.'
'Then I must go to her.'
'There is no occasion. She knew you could not be spared. It was done on the 10th, and she will soon walk better than she has done all these years.'
'Done! without our knowledge?'