That night, while Dexie sat up with her father, the letter was written, and Guy dropped it in the letter-box on his way home, and in less than a week, to Dexie’s great joy, Louie came rushing into the house, as fresh and strong as any little country lassie.

Her coming did, indeed, make a great difference in the house, as Dexie expected.  She brought such a new atmosphere into it with her quick, outspoken criticisms, that she worked quite a revolution.

Then she had so much that was new to tell them all, and it was told in such a breezy way, that her father brightened up as he listened.  Her aunt had not sent her empty-handed either, for she had a loving and tender heart under a rather harsh exterior, the cold looks with which all sentiment was frowned down seemed but the rough, hard shell which covered a noble and generous disposition.  But this rather severe aunt had refused Louie permission to make many visits at her father’s home, on account of the displeasure with which she regarded her mother.  She had never been pleased at her brother’s marriage, and when Louie had been given over to her care she determined to cut off all connection with the mother’s influence.  Dexie’s letter had revealed more than she was aware to the keen, sharp-sighted woman, and Louie was sent to help wait on her father, with many admonitions as to her conduct at home.  She was given a “month’s leave of absence,” as Louie laughingly expressed it, but when alone with Dexie she admitted that her aunt would extend the time if her father should seem to be near the end.

Louie was very practical in many things, wasting little sentiment on trifles, and Mrs. Sherwood reaped the benefit of Louie’s strict bringing up, which she had received at the hands of her aunt.

“Now, mother,” she said one day, as she displayed some of the handsome garments her aunt had provided her with, “do try and get well as quickly as you can.  I have only a month to stay, and I brought these dresses to wear, and I cannot do that if I am to be a nurse for you.  I will get everything, and do everything for you, that you really need, but I cannot run up and down stairs all the time on useless errands.  I can’t think how Dexie has a foot left to stand on, the way she is called hither and thither.  Of course, she must have a rest, now that I am home, or she will be laid up, and that would be a calamity for this house, I fancy.  Now, you sit up, and I’ll brush your hair and fix you up so nice that you will long to get downstairs to the rest of us, for I am going to spend the next hour with papa,” and she bustled about the room and set everything in order to her mother’s hand.

To the surprise of the family, Mrs. Sherwood made her appearance downstairs before Louie had been in the house a week; and as she continued to improve, Louie quietly ordered an easy carriage to be at the door at a certain hour, and when that hour arrived she made her appearance in such becoming attire that she had little trouble to induce her mother to step into the carriage with her, and as these outings became quite frequent they soon had a beneficial effect on her mother’s health and spirits.