"Do you think she ought to go, Cyril?"
"Certainly. Let her put on her mother's mantle as soon as she likes. I agree with her that we shall find Margaret, and find her disabled."
Very early the next morning Frank received this dispatch:
"Margaret is living, but insensible."
"Ah, what different news this would be if mamma were alive to hear it!" said Laura. "What a tantalizing telegram! They do not say whether her case is alarming or not."
A little later in the day came another dispatch:
"Cyril will join you at Greylock. I cannot leave Margaret.
Bella Heath."
"Belle not at mamma's funeral!" cried Laura, in dismay. "How dreadful! Poor Belle! But she is right; and yet, why could not I go to Margaret and release her? Oh, it would not do to leave Harry. We need another sister."