"Katherine! why, Katherine!" she exclaimed; "where is it?"
"Where is what?" inquired the girl, going to her side.
"The swelling!"
"There is none," said Katherine, with a happy smile as she glanced at the white, shapely neck to find it in its normal condition.
"Neither is there any soreness in my throat! Child, I do not know what to think of it!" said the woman, with a note of awe in her tone.
"Think that God was a very present help in time of need," returned Katherine, with sweet seriousness and a slight tremble in her own voice.
Miss Reynolds fell back upon her pillow, a thoughtful look on her face. But, presently, glancing at the clock, she said:
"Dear child, you must go for your breakfast, or you will be too late."
"I will; but what shall I bring you afterwards?"
"What may I have?"