Louisa opened her eyes. It seemed, at first, as if all that had happened since the days when
these objects were familiar to her were the shadows of a dream. But gradually, as the objects
became more real to her sight, the events became more real to her mind.
She could scarely move her head due to the pain and heaviness. Her eyes were strained and
sore, and she was very weak. The presence of her little sister in the room did not attract her
notice for some time. Even when their eyes had met, and her sister had approached the bed, Louisa
laid for minutes looking at her in silence.
"When was I brought to this room?"
"Last night, Louisa."
"Who brought me here?"
"Sissy, I believe."
"Why do you believe so?"
"Because I found her here this morning. She didn't come to my bedside to wake me, as she
always does; and I went to look for her. She was not in her own room either; and I went looking
for her all over the house, until I found her here taking care of you and cooling your head."
"The last thing I remembered was cycling down the road to the doctor," said Louisa as Jane
bent down to kiss her sister.
"You were too weak and you fainted while cycling. Luckily, Sissy was on the other side of the
road and she quickly called the doctor. The doctor came and attended to you, he gave you an
injection and then drove Sissy and you home."
Lousia was glad she was safely sleeping in her bed now. She was too feeble and needed more
rest. She turned upon her pillow, and heard no more.
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