50/52 I never think of love now, and if I did there wouldn't be but one--but one--" "I know, honey," agreed Miss Polly, suddenly softened, "and I'd give anything on earth if you and Arthur could come together again." "It wouldn't be any use. I made my choice, and I have had to abide by it. She stopped as if she were choking, and Miss Polly said sympathetically: "Well, I wish he had a chance to, that's all. Why don't you run down to Richmond for a few days this spring to see your folks? |