Oh--I'm very, very miserable--my boys die so fast--so fast----" "You mustn't be miserable on Christmas Eve! I won't let you be silly!" "I'm gay enough in the wards," said Letty listlessly; "I've got to be.

Can't I cry a little in my own room ?" "No, we haven't time to cry," said Ailsa decisively.

"Lie down beside me and go to sleep.

Flannery has promised to wake us in time for supper." "I can't get Langley's terrible face out of my mind," whimpered Letty, cuddling close to Ailsa, as they lay in bed in the wintry darkness.

"It was all drawn up on one side." "But coma had set in," said Ailsa gently.