She put her hand awkwardly on her sister's shoulder.
'Don't cry so.

What does he say ?' Nelly did not answer for a little.

At last she said, her face still buried-- 'It was only--to tell me--that he loved me--' There was silence again.

Then Nelly rose to her feet.

She pressed her hair back from her white face.
'I don't want any supper, Bridget.