Dora looked thoughtful, and presently said slowly, I know it, Karl; but it does seem to me rather unjust that she should hate poor Pic’s memory so bitterly even now. He did not know any more than I that he had small-pox when he came back that time from New York; and when Kitty told him that Aunt Lucy had taken it from him, and was very sick, he felt so badly, that I think it prevented his getting well.