Sefi*a's Starling 2OI 



When we reached the cart, Selina was again 

 fast asleep. Gently we raised her from the 

 pony's side, and I had to almost use force to 

 unfasten the grip of her arm on its neck. 1 

 whispered to her that we were going to take Fan 

 and Elimelech too, and she made no more 

 resistance, but lay down quietly on some straw 

 in a corner of the waggon. It was hard work to 

 get poor Fan in after her ; but she was so small 

 and thin that at last we managed it Elimelech 

 perched himself upon his friend's motionless 

 body, and so we set off, a strange funeral 

 procession. 



Arrived at the village, I roused the neighbours, 

 and Selina, now almost unconscious, was put to 

 bed by kindly hands. Fan we deposited in her 

 old hovel, and Elimelech, subdued and puzzled, 

 was left there too. 



Next morning Selina was unable to get out of 

 her bed, though she struggled hard to do so; 

 fatigue and exposure on the wet grass had brought 

 her very low, and the doctor thought she would 

 hardly get over it We had to tell her that she 



