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“What is it?” said the old Doctor.
“I don’t know,” said Josephine, quite
pale in the face, “I don’t understand.
Something has frightened the children!”
The soldier lay there just as before, his
wide-open eyes looking towards his wife and
child. The Doctor bent rapidly over him to
listen to the heart, and made a sign to his
colleague as he lifted his head.
“I would never have believed it,” said the
village Doctor, “it is hardly a minute since
he spoke! I was looking at him the whole
time and I did not notice anything.”
“Neither did I,” said the other. “It is
very strange, but I have seen it once before.
Small children know.”
Josephine lifted the little girl in her arms,
gently stroking her hair.
“Papa is asleep,” whispered the little girl,
putting her fingers to her lips and stretching
out her other hand for the doll.
The soldier’s wife opened her blouse and
the boy began eagerly to drink life in deep
draughts at his mother’s breast.
* *
“Who is that?” exclaimed the Doctor.
The soldier was lying with his face towards
the wall, and the broad collar of his
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