When you are well, I will tell you about the work." As she arose the Harvester stood, and tall and straight she faced him.
"Impossible!" she said.

"It would be brutal to leave my aunt.

I cannot pay to rest in a hospital ward, and I will not accept charity.

If you can put me in the way of earning, even a few cents a day, at anything I could do outside the work necessary to earn my board here, it would bring me closer to happiness than anything else on earth." "What I suggest is not impossible," said the Harvester softly.

"If you will go, inside an hour a sweet and gentle lady will come for you and take you to ease and perfect rest until you are strong again.