"That last two weeks Luella she had a dreadful hard time, I guess.
She was pretty sick, and as near as I could make out nobody dared
go near her. I don't know as she was really needin' anythin' very
much, for there was enough to eat in her house and it was warm
weather, and she made out to cook a little flour gruel every day, I
know, but I guess she had a hard time, she that had been so petted
and done for all her life.
"When I got so I could go out, I went over there one morning. Mrs.
Babbit had just come in to say she hadn't seen any smoke and she
didn't know but it was somebody's duty to go in, but she couldn't
help thinkin' of her children, and I got right up, though I hadn't
been out of the house for two weeks, and I went in there, and
Luella she was layin' on the bed, and she was dyin'.
"She lasted all that day and into the night. But I sat there after
the new doctor had gone away. Nobody else dared to go there. It
was about midnight that I left her for a minute to run home and get
some medicine I had been takin', for I begun to feel rather bad.
"It was a full moon that night, and just as I started out of my
door to cross the street back to Luella's, I stopped short, for I
saw something.
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