76 DOGGED JA CK. sleeping form seemed to transfer itself to his agitated spirit. Suddenly in the midst of his contemplation, a low sound roused him from his reverie. It did not come from Sally, for he could see that she had not moved a muscle. But on looking around for the cause, he saw dear old nurse on her knees by the bed, her figure half hidden by its curtains. She was evidently praying earnestly, and for what, Jack could well guess. There was an imploring expression on the worn and lined face, and her grey hair was disordered from close and long watching. A great comfort was breathed into Jack's heart as he saw her. After all there was something he could do for Sally ! Why, oh, why had he not thought of this before ! 4Why had he wasted all these precious hours in which he could have helped Sally by wrestling in prayer for her reason, with a Father full of pity and loving- kindness. Quick as thought Jack sped back to his own room, new hope, new strength filling all his sorrow-wearied frame. Down by the window seat he flung himself on his knees, but for the first few minutes no suitable frame of words would rise to his mind. "Oh, help! help! help! blessed Lord Jesus!" he