herself on the side of the low bed, and listened to his
quick, irregular breathing.

"I was beginning to hope that all the others might escape, now that
Letty is so well," she said; "but if Harry gets over it I shall be glad.
It is always well that children should have these diseases while they
are at home, if they must have them--poor darlings!"

She looked grave, and even sad as she spoke; but her face was not so
pale, and she did not look so hopeless as she had done when the doctor
was present.

"I feel quite rested and refreshed," she said, after a few moments. "I
have been asleep two or three hours. You had better go up-stairs and
lie down awhile, and I will stay with Harry the rest of the night. You
look very tired, Christie."

"I was just going to lie down here," said Christie. "Do you think you
need to sit up, ma'am? He seems sleeping so quietly, and the least
movement he can make will wake me. I can keep a light burning, and call
you at any moment. I do not think you need to sit up."

"I am afraid you will not rest much with him, if his least movement will
wake you," said Mrs Lee, doubtfully.

"Oh, I wake and sleep again very easily," said Christie, cheerfully. "I
am used to it now."

Still Mrs Lee lingered, watching the child with anxious eyes, and now
and then sighing deeply Christie sent many a pitying glance towards her
wondering if any trouble that she knew nothing of was added to the
anxiety with which she regarded her child. She longed to be able to
comfort her. Her heart was full of sympathy for her--sympathy which she
did not venture to express in words. She did not even let her looks
express it, but took up her Bible, that she might not seem to be
watching her. Mrs Lee roused herself at last, and turning to Christie,
said:

"Mrs Greenly tells me that Mr G., the famous preacher, was in town
to-day. And, by the bye, you must have heard him. He preached in ---
Church this morning. You were there, I suppose?"

"Yes; I was there," said Christie, with great interest. "There was a
strange minister preached; but I didn't know that he was a great man.
That was the reason there was such a crowd of people, I suppose. I
wondered why it was."

"You didn't like him, then? or you didn't think him a great man?" said
Mrs Lee, smiling.

"Oh, yes," said she, eagerly; "I liked him. But I wasn't thinking about
him as a great man; I wasn't thinking of him at all--only of what he
said."