I am sorry I mentioned it.
The sun is on the stoop now; I want you to enter your home in its light.
Come!" He half lifted her from the bench.

"I am going to help you up the drive as I used to assist mother," he said, fighting to keep his voice natural.

"Clasp your hands before you and draw your elbows to your sides.

Now let me take one in each palm, and you will scoot up this drive as if you were on wheels." "But I don't want to 'scoot'," she said unsteadily.

"I must go slowly and not miss anything." "On the contrary, you don't want to do any such thing----you should leave most of it for to-morrow." "I had forgotten there would be any to-morrow.