studies, and
for some days all went on prosperously at Ion.

Then came a change.

One evening, Vi, having seen Rosie in bed, and bade Harold and Herbert
good-night also, returned to the schoolroom, where Eddie and their cousin
were busied with their preparations for the morrow's recitations.

She had settled herself before her desk, and was taking out her books,
when the sound of horses' hoofs coming swiftly up the avenue, caused her
to spring up and run to the window.

"It is grandpa," she said. "He seldom comes so late, oh, Eddie!" and she
dropped into a chair, her heart beating wildly.

"Don't be alarmed," Eddie said, rising and coming toward her, his own
voice trembling with apprehension, "it may be good news again."

"Oh, do you think so? Can it be?" she asked.

"Surely, Vi, uncle would come as fast as possible if he had good news to
bring," said Molly. "Perhaps it is that they are coming home; it is
getting so late in the fall now, that I'm expecting every day to hear
that."

"Let's go down to grandpa," said Vi, rising, while a faint color stole
into her cheek, which had grown very pale at the thought that the little
pet sister might be dead or dying. "No, no," as a step was heard on the
stairs, "he is coming to us."

The door opened, and Mr. Dinsmore entered. One look into his
grief-stricken face, and Violet threw herself into his arms, and wept upon
his breast.

He soothed her with silent caresses; his heart almost too full for speech;
but at length, "It is not the worst," he said in low, moved tones, "she
lives, but has had a relapse, and they are bringing her home."

"Home to die!" echoed Violet's heart, and she clung about her
grandfather's neck, weeping almost convulsively.

Tears coursed down Molly's cheeks also, and Eddie, hardly less overcome
than his sister, asked tremulously, "How soon may we expect them,
grandpa?"

"In about two days, I think; and my dear children, we must school
ourselves to meet Lily with calmness and composure, lest we injure, by
exciting and agitating her. We must be prepared to find her more feeble
than when she went away, and much exhausted by the fatigue of the
journey."

Worse than when she went away! and even then the doctors gave no hope! It
was almost as if they already saw her lying lifeless before them.

They wept themselves to sleep that night, and in the morning it was as
though death had already entered the house; a solemn stillness reigned in
all i