About four o'clock Emmie, who did not appreciate the gravity of the situation, came in from visiting a young girl who was very ill—not expected to live.
"Oh, grandma, you should have seen her! so gentle and so resigned; saying good-bye to all her friends." Emmie broke down.
"H'm! I consider that an unnecessary strain on the feelings."
"Oh no," remonstrated Emmie; "it was beautiful! She prayed for us all."
"She might do that without making a scene."
"Oh, grandma, you don't realize what it was like. I never saw any one so ready for the other life as Ada Brown."
"Oh yes, you have. The best 'getting ready' isn't done on death-beds."
"You're so unsympathetic," murmured the girl.
"Yes, I've hated scenes all my life; but death-bed scenes I consider indecent."
"Oh!" Emmie got up and, with deeply injured looks, prepared to withdraw.