Even Mr.Daly noticed it, and spoke to her of Lily's state as hopefully as truth would permit.
"Do not be too much troubled, my dear child," he said, taking her hand in a kind fatherly manner.

"She is in the hands of One who loves her even better than her parents, brothers and sisters do, and will let no real evil come nigh her.

He may restore her to health, but if not--if he takes her from us, it will be to make her infinitely happier with himself; for we know that she has given her young heart to him." Violet bowed a silent assent, then hurried from the room; her heart too full for speech.

She was troubled, sorely troubled for her darling, suffering little sister, and with this added anxiety, her burden was hard indeed to bear.
Mr.Daly was reading in the library that afternoon, when Violet came running in as if in haste, a flush of excitement on her fair face.
"Ah, excuse me, sir! I fear I have disturbed you," she said, as he looked up from his book; "but oh, I'm glad to find you here! for I think you will help me.

I came to look for a Bible and Concordance." "They are both here on this table," he said.