Then coming to the bedside, she laid her hand upon the head and then the heart of the dead man.

Then she drew back, and beckoning to an orderly, they placed a screen about the cot.

She let her eyes rest for a moment or two upon the kneeling boy, then went softly away.
Death was to her an all too familiar thing.

She had often seen it unmoved, but to-night, as she walked away, the brown eyes could not hold their tears..