Half an hour afterward she went up to her pretty little bedroom, Hilda promising to follow her in about a quarter of an hour, if she possibly could.
When the elder sister entered the room, she found Judy standing by her bed in her frilled night-dress.
"You will get cold, love—do get into bed," said Hilda.
"I want to say my prayers to you, Hilda, if you don't mind," said Judy, "just as I used when I was a very little girl."
"Of course, darling, if you wish it."
Hilda sat down, and the little sister knelt at her knee.
The old baby prayers were said aloud; but suddenly, in the midst of them, Judy bent her head and murmured something which Hilda could not hear.
She jumped up a moment later and put her arms round her sister's neck.
"You won't be lonely long, Hilda," she said. "It will be all right; you'll see it will be as right as possible. I am glad you are fond of Jasper. I am really, really, awfully glad."
"Good-night, my darling," said Hilda, kissing her. She went out of the room with tears in her eyes.