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'_ YISITTING THE SICK. 1.7 “You were brought here, I suppose,” said Florida, smiling - Yes, but by whom? Who takes so strong an interest in me ?—for these things can not be had for nothing. I am to know. Are you wholly in the dark, too ?” “ Wholly in the dark, Parker. We went out to see you, hearing how sick you were, and you had been taken away by “© We’—you say ; was Virginia with you” “Yes,” replied Florida, shortly, her face clouding, though she still pressed his forehead lightly. “ And she—of course, she was disappointed.” “We were both disappointed.” He closed his eyes for a moment. “Tt seems so good to see you,” he resumed; “ my nerves are so quiet now! Your touch is healing.” Florida smiled. “Ts Virginia—well?” “Yes,” said Florida.. “Will you bring her with you if you come again ?” “ie it is possible,” replied Florida, still pressing the waxen forehead He closed his eyes again; an almost infantile smile. plete that Florida sat and 1 upon him, unconscious how touched the white brow with her ok e smiled in his sleep. “©! if he would smile on me that way when he wakes!” she cried, with a passionate sob—“ but he will, he shall” —_ She lifted her hand from his forehead. The motion “Tam very impolite to go to sleep in the presence of a lady, bat my weakness must be my apology,’ he said. «You need not apologize. How do you feelnow?” “O! strong—delightfully strong,” he said. “I wish you would come often. I seem to have passed a whole night in sleep and pleasant dreams. You have done me good. How “ Write!” exclaimed Florida, in amazement. ' « Yes; don’t mention it, but I bribe the nurse to bring me my manuscript after a certain hour, and I am getting along famowly. Two hundred pages written already. ’ : “ You do wrong,” said Florida. Comicbooks.com §