"Yes, dear mamma, do," urged the others, "and let us all try to amuse and comfort her."
"If I do, my dears, you may be called upon at times to give up your pleasures for her. Do you think you will be willing to do so?"
At that the young faces grew very grave, and for a moment no one spoke. Quick, impulsive Violet was the first to answer.
"Yes, mamma, I'm willing; I do feel so sorry for her I'd do anything to help her bear her pain."
"Mamma," said Elsie, softly, "I'll ask Jesus to help me, and I'm sure he will."
"So am I, daughter; and I think Vi means to ask his help too?"
"Oh, yes, mamma, I do!"
"And I," "and I," "and I," responded the others.
So the invitation was sent, for Molly and her mother and brother to come and pay as long a visit as they would.
A letter came in a few days, accepting it and giving the sorrowful news that all the surgeons agreed in the opinion that the poor girl's spine had been so injured that she would never again have any use of her lower limbs.