"She who folded the hands of your father for the last time. Open the door. There can be no No to me."
The door opened.
"Jenny!"
"Ben—let all titles pass now—I have come to give you a surprise."
The old woman sank into a chair.
"I have come to visit you for the last time," she said, "and to number with you our mercies of life. Let me rest before I talk. You are in pain."
"Jenny, my pains have gone. I had sat down in agony in this new room; my head ached as well as my body. I am happy now that you have come."
She moved her chair to his, and he took her hand again, saying:
"My sister's hand—your hand, Jenny, as when we were children. They are gone, all gone."
He looked in her face.