Seeing that her father had opened his eyes, she bent nearer.
"Are you in pain, dear papa?"
"No, dear child; and I shall soon be where that question is never asked."
Lifting his eyes, he saw Guy, and his lips parted in a smile.
"So glad you have come, my boy!" and he held out his hand. "You have indeed
been like a son to me from the very first. You will be good to my little
girl, and do not wait to claim her; take her very soon, and do not let her
fret for me. Raise me up, Traverse! Ah! that is easier," as Guy seated
himself on the bed, and raised his head and shoulders on a pillow with his
arm.
Supported by Guy's arm, and with his head leaning against Guy's shoulder,
Mr. Sherwood embraced his wife, who was led to the bedside by Jarvis, and
Dexie bowed her head from the sight of the despair written on her mother's
face.
The family were soon assembled around the bed. Mrs. Jarvis lifted Flossie
in her arms, and telling her to "kiss papa good-night," laid her on the bed
beside him a moment, then carried her from the room, and the few loving
words spoken to Georgie did much to make him grow up a true, good man.
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