You come back again. Perhaps I'll end up by understanding better. And now,
good-bye, mesdemoiselles. I have delayed you both too long."
We shook hands with her. Oh, what a cold hand it was! The touch of it sent
a shiver through me!
"Goodbye, Louisa," said Paula, and suddenly kissing her, she gave her a
hearty embrace as well and added, "I am going to pray for you, dear
Louisa." One could see that the poor old woman was greatly touched as she
said simply: "Thank you, mademoiselle, thank you."
I had almost forgotten Louisa and her cat when a few days later a neighbor
came in with a worried look asking for Teresa. When she appeared, the woman
blurted out the news that Louisa was dying.
"Louisa dying? Nonsense, I saw her on the street yesterday."
"Perhaps so, for she dragged herself around until the last minute. But I
knew she was ill, so I took her a cup of hot soup this morning. I found her
in bed with a terrible cough, and now she can scarcely breathe. She keeps
calling for Mademoiselle Paula."
"Have you sent for the doctor?"
"No; she's afraid he'll send her to the hospital and they'll take away her
cat."
Teresa shrugged her shoulders.
"I'll go at once, and I'll take Paula with me.
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