"I had to come back, Lois," she said.

"I will tell you why, to-morrow.

I am too tired, now.

Don't speak to me, please, dear." The rector had hurried down the entry to find Jean, who indeed needed no rousing, for Sally had told her who had come.

"Let me know when Miss Helen is comfortable," he said.
And when the old woman, awed by Helen's still, white face, told him his niece was in bed, he came up again, holding the decanter by the throat, and begging her to take another glass of wine.