If I
have made a mistake in coming now, I am sorry. But I am here. Let me
stay a few days; I may be able to help you a little. Anyway, I
promise not to be a trouble to you. It is so long since I have seen
you, Alice. And--" Again the silence dropped.
Alice roused herself from the reverie which was creeping over her.
She was glad to see Ethel, unfeignedly glad. The bright, animated
presence of her cousin, during the next few days, could not fail to
be a tonic. And, as Ethel had said, she herself had been the one to
suggest the first idea of the winter visit. Chance and Captain
Frazer had decreed that it should take place now, when Alice's hands
were immoderately full of work. But then, so much the better. Ethel
could make herself invaluable among the convalescents. She herself
had not put on her Red-Cross badge for the sake of taking her rest
hour at the bedside of Trooper Harvard Weldon.
Half undressed, Ethel paused, hair brush in hand. "You can't imagine
how tired I am, Alice. It is a terrible journey up here nowadays. I
was in terror of a train-wreck at any moment," she said drowsily.
"Don't let me sleep too long in the morning, because," she pulled
open her eyes long enough to dart a mocking glance over her shoulder
at her cousin; "because you know, right after breakfast, you are
going to let me begin to help you take care of some of your people.
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