CHAPTER XI.
"THAT CAD SAWYER."-- PART II.
"Did the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes to the very end." CHRISTINA ROSSETTI.
Grandmother's voice had faltered a little now and then during the latter part of her reading.

The children looked at each other significantly.
"Uncle Carlo _died_ you know," whispered Sylvia again to Ralph and Molly.
"And uncle Jack too," said Ralph.
"Yes, but much longer after.

Uncle _Carlo_ was only a boy when he died," said Molly, as if the fact infinitely aggravated the sorrow in his case.
Their whispering did not interrupt their grandmother this time.

She had already paused.
"I think, dears," she said, "I had better read the rest to-morrow evening.

There is a good deal more of it, and my voice gets tired after a while." "Couldn't I read it for you, mother dear ?" said aunty.
Grandmother smiled a little roguishly.