4/9 I am sure she was, and I shall always like you for that. Heaven bless you, my boy,' he said, as he wrung Harold's hand and then hurried away after his wife, leaving Harold alone with Tom, who, awfully afraid he should break down, said, indifferently: 'Glad to see you, Hal. Wish you had come before Maude died. She was in a tearin' way to see you. Have a cigar? |