"Perhaps.... Oh, if he is only strong!"
"Isn't he always?"
"Perhaps he is.... Oh, my dear child, I am so frightened!..."
"Hush, Auntie, hush!... Don't cry any more.... Lie still, now; lie still in my arms.... Even if we have sorrow to go through, even if we have sad things to experience, even then you should remember that everything ... that everything comes right again ... in the end.... If we all have our share, why shouldn't they have theirs?... And perhaps—who knows?—your anxiety is exaggerated, Auntie ... because you have been a little overwrought ... lately."
"It may be that."
"Is it all ...a little too much for you sometimes?"
"I am so seldom alone."
"I dare say you feel tired sometimes."
"It may be that."
"You mustn't think about it any more Tell me, Auntie: Gerdy isn't very well...."