10/31 "The first secrets," she continued, and her voice trembled, "I suppose they are always bitter to a mother. But since I have nothing but Dick they hurt me more deeply than is perhaps reasonable"; and she turned towards her companion with a poor attempt at a smile. "What is he hiding ?" "I don't know," she replied, and she repeated the words, adding to them slowly others. "I don't know--and I am a little afraid to guess. But I know that something is stirring in his mind, something is--" and she paused, and into her eyes there came a look of actual terror--"something is calling him. |