"I didn't want him to wake," she continued.

"I asked God not to let him wake.

If he'd waked--oh, I'd have been ashamed enough till the day I died in one way! Still he'd have understood, and he'd have thought no harm.

But it wouldn't have been fair to him--and there's his wife in there," she added, breaking off into a different tone.

"They're a long way above us--up among the peaks, and we're at the foot of the foothills, mother; but he never made us feel that, did he?
The difference between him and most of the men I've ever seen! The difference!" "There's the Young Doctor," said her mother reproachfully.
"He-him! He's by himself, with something of every sort in him from the top to the bottom.