Indeed, we're not to go back to Viamede, but to stay at either Magnolia Hall or the parsonage till the danger is over." "Mamma and Violet are nursing the sick ones, with the help of old Aunt Phillis," said Rosie.

"Sister Elsie has gone to the parsonage with little Ned, and she and Isa will have to keep away from Viamede on account of their babies; so will Cousin Molly.
"Grandpa telegraphed for Cousin Arthur this morning, because we know he is a skilful physician, and Gracie is begging for her own doctor." "I'm glad: I hope he'll come quickly," said Lulu.

"And oh, how I wish papa was here!" "Yes; we always want papa when we're in trouble," said Max; "we can't help feeling as if he could help us somehow.

But perhaps it's a very good thing that he's not here just now to see the children suffer." "Oh, are they suffering very much ?" Lulu asked tearfully.
"Yes," answered Rosie; "mamma told me they were both very ill: Gracie especially--her head aching badly, her throat distressingly sore, and her fever very high; but that she was sweetly patient under it all." "I'm not surprised to hear that," sobbed Lulu; "for she always was patient and good; never a bit like me.

Oh, it is so hard that I can't be with her." They were standing together in a little group on the veranda while they talked, and the agitation in their faces and voices had attracted attention from scholars and teachers who happened to be within sight and hearing.
Miss Emily now drew near, and asked in a kindly, sympathetic tone what was the matter.
Rosie answered, telling briefly of the serious illness of the two little sisters of Max and Lulu.
"Ah! I am extremely sorry," Miss Emily said.