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And He would, I know."
Such were the dreams of the enthusiastic boy, but they were never to be
realized. Always delicate as a child, he grew more and more so as he
became older, so that at last all mental labor was put aside, and when
he was sixteen, and Lucy nineteen, they took him to St. Augustine, where
he could hear the moan of the sea and fancy it was the Mediterranean in
far-off Italy. Lucy was of course with him, and made him see everything
with her eyes, and took him to the old fort and led him upon the sea
wall and through the narrow streets and out beneath the orange trees,
where he liked best to sit and feel the soft, warm air upon his face and
inhale the sweet perfume of the southern flowers.
But all this did not give him strength. On the contrary, the hectic
flush on his cheek deepened daily, his hands grew thinner and paler, and
the eyelids seemed to droop more heavily over the sightless eyes. Robin
was going to die, and he knew it, and talked of it freely with his
sister, and of Heaven, where Christ would make him whole.


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