Doctor Churchill had gone to make a bedtime call upon a patient
critically ill, and the two were quite alone.
"This is jolly," said Just, settling himself on a couch pillow at her
feet, his long legs stretched out to the fire, his head resting against
his sister's knee. "Now I'm going to tell you everything that's happened
to me since you were married. Not that there's anything wonderful to
tell, or that I'm in any scrape, you know, but I'd like to feel I've got
my sister and that she cares--just as much as ever." He twisted his head
about till he could look up into the warm, sweet face above him. "_Does_
she care as much as ever?"
It was an unusual demonstration from the big boy, now at the age when
sisterly companionship is often despised, and Charlotte appreciated it.
More than Justin Birch could understand was in her voice as her fingers
rested upon his hair, but what she said gave him great satisfaction,
although it was only a blithe:
"Just as much--and a little more, dear. Tell me the whole story. There's
nothing I'd like so much to hear."
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CHAPTER V
"Evelyn! Miss Evelyn Lee! Where are you?"
Jeff's shout rang up the stairs, and in obedience to its imperative
summons Evelyn immediately appeared at the head.
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