JackandJilllaysilentlywatching,withasweetsortofsobernessintheiryoungfaces,andforamomenttheroomwasverystillasalleyeslookedupattheBlessedChild。Thesunshineseemedtogrowmoregoldenasitflickeredonthelittlehead,theflamesglancedabouttheglitteringtreeasiftryingtoclimbandkissthebabyfeet,and,without,achimeofbellsrangsweetly,callingpeopletohearagainthelovelystoryofthelifebegunonChristinusDay。
Onlyaminute,butitdidthemgood,andpresently,whenthepleasantworkwasover,andtheworkersgone,theboystochurch,andMammatoseeaboutlunchfortheinvalids,Jacksaid,gravcly,toJill,\"Ithinkweoughttobeextragood,everyoneissokindtous,andwearegettingwell,andgoingtohavesuchcapitaltimes。Don\'tseehowwecandoanythingelsetoshowwearegrateful。\"
\"Itisn\'teasytobegoodwhenoneissick,\"saidJill,thoughtfully。\"I
fretdreadfully,Igetsotiredofbeingstill。Iwanttoscreamsometimes,butIdon\'t,becauseitwouldscareMammy,soIcry。
Doyoucry,Jack？\"