"Feverish—" whispered the doctor.
"No;—she has gone to sleep."
"Tired her!—"
"No," said Faith with a smile, "it's resting. The Bible never tired any one yet, that loved it—I think."
"Well people—" said the doctor.
"Sick people! You're mistaken, Dr. Harrison. Sick people most of all."
"Do you know that you will be sick next," said he gravely, "if you do not take more care?"
A fair little smile denied any fear or care on that subject, but did not satisfy the doctor.
"I do not approve of what you are doing," said he seriously.
"Reading this?"