He had pushed me aside, and was
sitting on the floor with Fee's body gathered in his arms, Fee's
face lying against his shoulder. He looked up at Nora; his dry,
white lips could hardly utter the words. "Fee is dead," he said;
"I have killed Felix!"
XX.
A SOLEMN PROMISE.
TOLD BY JACK.
For a little while there was a dreadful commotion down there in the
hall. Hannah and cook had come, too, by this time, and everybody was
crying, and rushing about, and all talking at once,--telling everybody
else what to do. Poor Nonie was awfully frightened; at first she
couldn't do a thing but cry, and I was just as bad,--I'd got to that
pitch that I didn't care who saw my tears.
But nurse kept her head splendidly; generally she gets all worked up
over the least little sickness, but this time she kept cool, and told us
what to do.
"Don't talk so foolish, Master Phil!" she exclaimed sharply, when
Phil said that awful thing about Fee. "Ain't you ashamed of
yourself,--frightening your sister that way! He ain't no more
dead 'n you are."
Well, if you'd seen the look of hope that flashed into Phil's face! "Oh,
nurse!" he gasped, "do you _honestly_ think so? But he isn't
breathing,--I can't feel his heart beat.
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