"I am not in the least sleepy," answered Leonie. "You go. You will need all your strength to-morrow."
Liz shook her head.
"I couldn't sleep. I don't feel as if I ever could again!" she answered, drearily.
"Then let us both sit up. I think he is better, don't you?"
The question was asked with a nod of the head to indicate Dick, and Liz glanced in his direction eagerly.
"God knows I hope so," she said, with some degree of color warming her pale cheeks. "I should go mad if he died!"
"You must not say that, Liz. You must not rebel against the will of the Lord. Why should you wish to keep him here for your sake, when your own reason must tell you that it would be for his happiness to be in Heaven?"
"You don't know what it is! You don't know how alone I should be, and how I love him!" cried the woman, passionately.
"Do I not?" answered Leonie, sadly. "There was one to me as near almost as he to you. I loved him with all the strength of my nature, and I lost him. You may be sure that you have a sympathy for me which only a similar experience can bring."
"Tell me of it."