"God is so merciful," the dear girl went on, "whenever I have worse spasms than usual, he gives me patience to endure them."
"That I am sure of," was Mrs. Seyton's tearful reply.
"And then he raises up so many friends for me. Sometimes, in the night, I lie and think of all he has done for me during the past nine years; and I can hardly keep from singing: 'Praise the Lord, O my soul; and forget not all his benefits.'"
[CHAPTER V.]
VISIT TO KITTY.
MAURICE had stood during the whole interview, his eyes fastened on the sick girl, fascinated by her sweet smile, and low-spoken words, and at last, when she turned to him and asked,—
"Are you the kind boy who brought me a dinner of strawberries?"
He blushed with pleasure.
As nothing was said about the dressing-gown, Mrs. Seyton did not allude to it, and, fearing to fatigue Kitty, soon rose to leave.