"Because of the way you spoke," was the frank response; "I know if some people are in pain they get touchy and cross."
Donald grew very red at this remark; but he let it pass, much as he longed to retort. May looked at him anxiously, and was relieved when he did not speak.
The rain was too heavy for any one to think of leaving the house again that day. At tea time Mr. Basset told his sister of Josephine's wish to be taught by Miss Cummings, and Miss Basset agreed with him that it would be an excellent plan if it could be arranged. Mr. Basset then retired to his study, and Miss Basset and the children spent the evening in the drawing-room. It was a very dull evening; for the old lady fell asleep in her chair by the fire, and the young folks did not like to talk for fear of disturbing her.
No one was sorry when the supper gong sounded. The household at the Glen always met for family prayer in the dining-room after supper. Mr. Basset read the prayers from a well-worn book; but on this Sunday night for the first time he added a prayer for "all those who are serving our country on land and sea," concluding with a verse of that beautiful hymn for absent friends—
Jesus Saviour, let Thy presence
Be their light and guide.
Keep, oh, keep them, in their weakness
At Thy side.
Josephine had been fighting against depression all the evening, but when she rose from her knees that peace which passes understanding filled her heart. She knew that wherever her beloved father was he was in God's keeping. Jesus was at his side.