"Yes; but he can't leave yet—Do you want to see Lucy?"
"Just for a few moments; she'll be busy with her father."
Uncle Gilbert went in the house, considerately sending her out alone. She was radiantly beautiful to Chester that morning in her soft white dress, fluffy hair, and glowing eyes; but he only looked his love for her, and said:
"Good morning, Sister Strong."
"Good morning, Brother Lawrence," she responded.
"How are you feeling?"
"I am feeling fine. But poor papa—"
"Yes; Uncle Gilbert told me."
"We'll have to remain here until he gets over the attack. Uncle is anxious to get home, and I must admit I'd rather be at Kildare Villa than here."