it out and let us all have a
look at it," said Mr. Sherwood, who had listened in silence to the
discussion, and did not wish Traverse to think that Dexie was ignorant of
this particularly feminine employment.

"Oh! never mind it just now, papa; I would rather not show it," she
replied. But seeing that she had somehow disappointed him, she added, with
a smile, "Wait till it is done, papa. It is not easy to judge the looks of
an unfinished piece of work. Perhaps I will be able to finish it in time to
make it a wedding present to Mr. Traverse." Traverse looked at her with
such a happy smile on his face that she made some excuse to turn her chair
about, and her fingers trembled so she could scarcely guide the needle.

"What is the matter with me, I wonder?" she thought. "Surely I am not so
foolish as to be disturbed by his looks, after what he has just told us!
Surely I am not so weak and foolish as that!"

Although the day had been a pleasant one to Mr. Sherwood, it had also been
a trying one, and he began to feel the effects of it. He was getting uneasy
and restless, and Dexie soon observed it.

"You are tired, papa. Shall I wheel you to your room?"

"Yes, I think you had better, and call Jarvis at once," and he leaned back
white and weak against his pillows.

Guy was on his feet in a moment, and rolled the chair into the next room
with a steady, firm hand; while Dexie hurried past him to summon Jarvis,
and to get the hot applications which were always kept in readiness for
these sudden attacks.

"I fear you are worse than usual to-night. Has my extra visit to-day been
more than you were able to bear?" Guy asked, as, with the gentleness of a
woman, he lifted him across into his bed.

"No, it is not that; I have been up too long, I guess, and my strength is
daily growing less. I ought not to be moved out of bed, perhaps, but it is
torment enough to be bolstered up in a chair without staying in bed all
day," he added savagely, as the pain began to grow fierce. "Oh! this is
awful!"

Guy seemed helpless as he stood on one side to let Jarvis approach the bed.

Dexie came in at that moment with several hot cushions, and with their help
they soon had the sufferer more at ease; but for the few minutes the sight
of his agony was terrible to witness.

"Don't go, Traverse; sit down for awhile; I shall soon be better," he said,
as soon as he could speak. "There is more medicine in those hot bags than
in all the doctor's b