138/236 In this light Lindau seemed the harder of the two, and March had the momentary force to say-- "Mr.Dryfoos--it can't be. Lindau--I have just come from him--is dead." XI. It was cruel!" "Yes, cruel enough, my dear," March owned to his wife, when they talked the matter over on his return home. He could not wait till the children were out of the way, and afterward neither he nor his wife was sorry that he had spoken of it before them. The girl cried plentifully for her old friend who was dead, and said she hated Mr.Dryfoos, and then was sorry for him, too; and the boy listened to all, and spoke with a serious sense that pleased his father. |