Page 113 - Fairbrass

amazement when he saw Fairbrass, but
seemed even more startled when he looked

at his sleeping master. Quickly he touched
his master’s hands and forehead, and then,

with a cry of alarm, he hurried from the

room. This somewhat frightened Fairbrass,
and he began to wonder whether his grand­

father would be really as glad to see him as
Pax predicted, * Well, ’ he said, (if he won't

smile upon me when he wakes, at least he
will be glad to see my lovely flowers.’ And

he had just placed his nosegay on the old

man’s breast, and was kneeling over it to
ask some of the blossoms to take great

pains to look their best and smell their
sweetest, when, accompanied by a kindly-

looking middle-aged woman y the man*
servant again entered the room.

‘ Now heaven help us ! ’ she cried.

‘ Y ou’re right— you’re right I My poor
dear master ! Flo's dead— he’s dead ! ’

On hearing these terrible words, Pax set
up a piteous cry, and poor scared little

Fairbrass, leaving his Dowers where he had