CHAPTER XXIII. "HERE!"
"My half-day's work is done;
And this is all my part -
I give a patient God
My patient heart.
"And clasp his banner still,
Though all the blue be dim.
These stripes, no less than stars,
Lead after Him."
CHAPTER I.
THE FIRST SMOKE OF THE BATTLEFIELD.
While Miss Cardigan went with her nephew to the door, I remained standing by the fire, which could have witnessed to so much done around it that night. I felt strong, but I remember my cheeks had an odd sensation as if the blood had left them. I did not know Miss Cardigan had come back, till I saw her standing beside me and looking at me anxiously.
"Will you go and lie down now, my lamb?"
"Oh, no!" I said. "Oh, no - I do not want to lie down. I have not done my studying yet, that I came to do."
"Studying!" said Miss Cardigan.
"Yes. I want something out of some of your books. I have not done it. I will sit down and do it now."