There were many windows in it, and the sunshine, which never shone into their own home, was lighting it up gaily.

The cots were all covered with white counterpanes, and most of the little patients, who had been asleep the night before, were now awake, and sitting up in bed, with little tables before them, which they could slide up and down as they wished along the sides of their cots.

There was no sign of medicine, and nothing painful to see, except the wan faces of the children themselves.

But Oliver and Dolly had no eyes but for Tony, and they hurried on to the corner where he was lying.

His face was very white, and his eyelids were closed, and his lips drawn in as if he were still in pain.