"How are you, dear?" he asked, anxiously.
"I'm all right, Daddy, except that I feel very queer. It's all different, some way. Like the old woman in Mother Goose, I wonder if this can be I."
There was a long pause. "Are they going back to-morrow," he asked, "the doctor and nurse who came down to-day?"
"Yes," answered Barbara, in a voice that was little more than a whisper.
The old man took her hand in his and leaned over her. "Dear," he pleaded, "may I go, too?"
Barbara was startled. "Have they said anything to you?"
Long Waiting
"No, I was just thinking that I could go with them as well as with Doctor Conrad. It is so long to wait," he sighed.
"I cannot bear to have you hurt," answered Barbara, with a choking sob.
"I know," he said, "but I bore it for you. Have you forgotten?"