29/87 I trust his particular delicacy. "'We,' my dear Van," she at last returned, "is one of your own real, wonderful touches. But there's something in what you say: I HAVE, as between ourselves--between me and him--been backing Mitchy. That is I've been saying to him 'Wait, wait: don't at any rate do anything else.' Only it's just from the depth of my thought for my daughter's happiness that I've clung to this resource. He would so absolutely, so unreservedly do anything for her." She had reached now, with her extraordinary self-control, the pitch of quiet bland demonstration. |