And now Morgan and his wife are alone with their sick child.
Higher the fever rises, and partial delirium seizes upon her over-
excited brain. She talks for a time almost incessantly. All her
trouble is about her father; and she is constantly referring to
his promise not to go out in the evening until she gets well. How
tenderly and touchingly she appeals to him; now looking up into
his face in partial recognition; and now calling anxiously after
him, as if he had left her and was going away.

"You'll not forget your promise, will you, father?" she says,
speaking so calmly, that he thinks her mind has ceased to wander.

"No, dear; I will not forget it," he answers, smoothing her hair
gently with his hand.

"You'll not go out in the evening again, until I get well?"

"No, dear."

"Father!"

"What, love?"

"Stoop down closer; I don't want mother to hear; it will make her
feel so bad."

The father bends his ear close to the lips of Mary. How he starts
and shudders! What has she said?--only these brief words: