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Show -255- thoughts. He wondered if there was anything he could say that would bring her out of them. He had been much encouraged by the sight of her sister. She still looked frail, but her color had returned almost to normal, and her doctor planned to release her from the hospital soon after the first of the new year? He said this to his wife now, not in this detail, because he was still concentrated on the white line that seemed to be moving toward them and disappearing beneath the car. "I thought she looked much better," he said. "What?" "Your s i s t e r . I thought she looked a lot better than the last time we were down." "Yes? she did? His wife's voice trembled just a l i t t l e. "Poor thing! She'll never be the same again, though, ever?" The Professor didn't quite know what to make of this statement? "Think of i t this way," he went on. "A few weeks ago we thought she was going to d i e . Now there is every possibility that she will l i v e ." "Yes? I do feel that way?" he wife replied. "But think of what she has gone through - what she is s t i l l going through?" "I know," he said? " but s t i l l - she's going to live; That's the important thing." They were now passing through Daly City, and the traffic had increased? Also, the rain seemed to have l e t up a l i t t l e. |
