It is all forgiven long ago, and we will never think of it again." Aunt Pike's hand was almost helpless, but Kitty felt it press hers ever so slightly, and stooping down she laid her fresh warm cheek against her aunt's cold one.

"You must make haste and get well," she said affectionately, "and then we shall all be happy again." "It-doesn't matter.

No one cares," gasped the poor invalid, tears of weakness creeping out from between her lids.
"Oh, you mustn't say that," cried Kitty sturdily.

"You must get well for all our sakes.

Anna cares, and I care very much.