Page 202 - The Little sister of Wilifred

an anxious face, stooped down beside

her.
“ What ails the child? Wilifred, mv

darling, what is it ? ” he cried,

“ Oh, I 'm not Wilifred,” Peggy whis­

pered, in her piteous little voice, and

cowering away from him. - Li I ’m Wili-
fred’s sister, and only Peggy, Oh, don’t

be angry ! don't he angry ! ”

“ She is delirious* 1 will take her
up-stairs, and she must be put immedi­

ately to bed,” said the Doctor gravel v.

And he would have lifted her up, only

at just that moment there was a sound
of light, hurrying little feet in the hall,

and in from the rain and the dark niirht,
■O ?
wide-eyed and pale, came Wilifred her­

self, crying, in her own sweet, confident
tone, “ O papa ! papa ! I have come to

you at last. You nearly sent me to

boarding school instead of Peggy,”