"I may come over from Bonner Place to see you ?" he asked at last.

He was to cross the river the next day for a stay of a week or two at his uncle's place.
"Yes--often, Wicker.

I shall want to see you every day.

Yes, every day; I'm sure of it," she said wistfully, a hungry look in her eyes that he did not see, for he was staring straight ahead.

Had he seen that look or caught the true tone in her voice, the world might not have looked so dark to him.