When she was assured that her mother would not need her any longer she rose to go.
"Good night, mother.

You must let Clara call me if you feel badly in the night." "I feel better now." Then as Felicia was moving away, Mrs.Sterling said: "Won't you kiss me, Felicia ?" Felicia went back and bent over her mother.

The kiss was almost as strange to her as the prayer had been.

When Felicia went out of the room her cheeks were wet with tears.

She had not often cried since she was a little child.
Sunday morning at the Sterling mansion was generally very quiet.