But her eyelids flickered.

Hester Martin interposed.
'A dear, little, appealing thing,' she said, warmly--'and her husband evidently a capital fellow.

I didn't take to the sister--but who knows?
She may be an excellent creature, all the same.

I'm glad I shall be so near them.

It will be a help to that poor child to find her something to do.' Cicely laughed.
'You think she'll hunt sphagnum--and make bandages?
I don't.' 'Why this "thusness ?"' said Miss Martin raising her eyebrows.