"O, that is of little account," he replied with genuine sympathy. "Perhaps Thursday you can go with me to witness the great military parade."
"We will see," she said with a grave smile. "I can think of nothing but her now."
And she returned to watch by Alma.
George observed her endurance with wonder.
The following morning there was no change in Alma.
"I fear the worst," he said to Betty, in a husky voice. "The shock was more than she could stand. I shall call a consultation."
Betty's eyes filled with tears, but she made no answer.
"Are you able to keep up?" he asked of her.
"O, yes, for anything I can do!" she replied earnestly.
"Then go to Harold for awhile, and try to make him think lightly of this. The nurse says he is constantly asking for his mother."