"What's the matter? Ain't the machine workin'?"

Susan shook her head. Then she drew a long sigh. Picking up her empty
basket she looked at it somberly.

"Not the way it did before. Some way, there don't seem anything inside
of me now only dirges an' funeral marches. Everywhere, all day,
everything I do an' everywhere I go I jest hear: 'Keith's blind,
Keith's blind!' till it seems as if I jest couldn't bear it."

With something very like a sob Susan turned and hurried into the
house.




CHAPTER VII

SUSAN TO THE RESCUE


It was when the nurse was resting and Susan was with Keith that the
boy came to a full, realizing sense of himself, on his lips the time-
worn question asked by countless other minds back from that mysterious
land of delirium:

"Where am I?"

Susan sprang to her feet, then dropped on her knees at the bedside.