"He's made it better, but only time can make her well."
"But she's smiling all the time."
"Yes, she's extraordinarily brave, as many girls are."
"Not so brave as boys," said Jack quickly.
"Often a great deal braver in bearing pain."
"I could take her some toys, p'raps," said Jack, not caring for the turn the conversation had taken.
"Books are more in her line; she's a great reader."
"I s'pose you'd have to read if you could not run about," Jack said.
"But Jessie loves reading as much as playing games, almost better,"—a statement so wonderful that it reduced Jack to silence.
"It was odd of you to take Jack to see that poor sick child," said Tom's sister that evening. "He's been telling Eva about it, and she's wild to go with him, but I don't think I shall let her."