"I wonder if there is any consumption in her mother's family?" Aunt Maria said. "I wonder," said Eunice. "I don't like the way she looks." "Well, don't say anything about it to Maria, for she will worry herself sick," said Aunt Maria. "She sets her eyes by Evelyn." "Don't you think she notices?" "No, she hasn't said a word about it." But Aunt Maria was wrong. Maria had noticed. That afternoon, returning from Westbridge, she looked anxiously down at her sister. "Don't you feel well, dear?" she asked. "Perfectly well," Evelyn replied languidly, "only I am a little tired." "Perhaps it is the spring weather," said Maria. Evelyn nodded. It was the beginning of the spring term, and spring came like a flood that year. The trees fairly seemed to burst forth in green-and-rosy flames, and the shrubs in the door-yards bloomed so boldly that they shocked rather than pleased. "I like the spring to come slowly, so one does not feel choked with it," Evelyn said after a little, as she gazed out of the window. "There are actually daisies in that field. They have come too soon." Evelyn spoke with an absurd petulance which was unusual with her. Maria laughed. "Well, dear, we can't help it," she said. "If this world is for people, and not the people for this world, it seems to me we ought to be able to help a little," said Evelyn with perfectly unconscious heresy. "There it rained too much last week, and this week it is too hot, and the apple blossoms have come too soon after the cherry blossoms. It is like eating all your candy in one big pill." Maria laughed again, but Evelyn sighed wearily. The car was very hot and close. "I shall be thankful when we get home," Evelyn said. "Yes, you will feel better when you get home and have some supper," said Maria. "I don't want any supper," said Evelyn. "If you don't eat any supper you cannot study this evening." "I must study," said Evelyn with a feverish light in her eyes. "You can't unless you eat." "Well, I will drink some milk," said Evelyn. She was studying very hard. She was very ambitious, both naturally and because of her feeling for Wollaston Lee. It seemed to her that she should die if she did not stand well in her class. Evelyn had received so little notice from Wollaston that she had made up her mind that he did not care for her, and the conviction was breaking her heart, but she said to herself that she would graduate with honors that she might have that much, that she must.