ian hospital out
there, you a minister and all."

The laughter, the light, left David's face at the first word.

"I know it," he said in a heavy voice. "I have told her to go home.
But she won't even talk it over. She gets angry if I mention it.
Every one tells me it is dangerous,--but Carol won't listen."

"Just until you get well, you know."

"I shall never get well unless she is with me. But I am trying to send
her away. What can I do? I can't drive her off." His hands closed
and then relaxed, lying helplessly on the covers.

When Carol returned she looked suspiciously from the stern white face
on the pillow to the disturbed one of her caller.

"David is tired, Mrs. Sater," she said gently. "Let's go out in the
other room and visit. I have made him laugh too much to-day, and he is
weak. Come along and maybe I can sell you some more furniture." Then
to David, brightly, "It was Mrs. Adams, David, she wanted to know if we
needed any nice fresh eggs." She flashed a smile at him and his lips
answered, but his eyes were mute. Carol looked back at him from the
doorway, questioning, but finally followed Mrs. Sater into the next
room.

"Mrs. Sater, you will excuse me now, won't you?" she said. "But I have
a feeling that David needs me. He looks so tired. You will come in
again, and--"

"Certainly, my dear, David first by all means. Run right along. And
if you need any more fresh eggs, just let me know."

"Yes, thank you, yes."

"Carol," whispered the kindly woman earnestly, "why don't you go home
and stay with your father until David is better? They will take such
good care of him at the hospital, and he will need you when he is well,
and it isn't safe, Carol, it positively is not safe. Why won't you do
as he tells you?"

Carol stood up, very straight and very tall. "Mrs. Sater," she said,
"you know I am an old-fashioned Methodist. And I believe that God
wanted David to have me in his illness, when he is idle. If He hadn't,
the illness would have come before our marriage. But I think God
foresaw it coming and thought maybe I could do David good when he was
laid aside. I know I am a silly little goose, but David loves me, and
is happy when I am with him, and enjoys me more than anything else in
the world. I am going with him. I know God expects me to do my part."

And Mrs. Sater went away, after kissing Carol's cheek, which already
was paling a little with anxiety.

Carol ran back to