We should be obliged to turn some other child out, and that could not be done to-night.

You had better bring her again in the morning, and we'll see if there is any one well enough to make room for her.

Let me look at the poor child for a minute." She lifted up the collar of Tony's blue jacket, which covered Dolly's face, and looked down at it pitifully.

It was quite white now, and was pinched and hollow, with large blue eyes shining too brightly.

She stretched out her arms to the lady, and made a great effort to smile.
"Put Dolly into a pretty bed," she murmured, "where the sun shines, and she'll soon get well and go home again to gan-pa." "What can I do ?" cried the lady, the tears now running down her face.
"The place is quite full; we cannot take in one more, not one.