He said they could see the lights and they were afraid the boy was ill, and could any of them help.

Father said there was nothing they could do; Leon was asleep.

Then Mr.Pryor said: "If he is off sound, so it won't disturb him, I would like to see him again." Father told him Leon was restless, but so exhausted a railroad train wouldn't waken him, so Mr.Pryor came in and went to the couch.

He took off his hat, like you do beside a grave, while his face slowly grew whiter than his hair, and that would be snow-white; then he turned at last and stumbled toward the door.

Laddie held it for him, but he didn't seem to remember he was there.