But, as yet, it took Helen's clear and faithful eyes to discern the pools; to perceive the possible strong foundations.
"Do you remember," he said presently, "the Dalmains coming over last January, with their little Geoff?
When I saw that jolly little chap trotting about, and looking up at his mother with big shining eyes, full of trustful love and innocent courage, absolutely unafraid--notwithstanding her rather peremptory manner, and apparently stern discipline--I felt that it must be the making of two people to have such a little son as that, depending upon them to show him how to grow up right.

One would simply be obliged to live up to his baby belief in one; wouldn't one, Helen ?" "Yes, darling; we--we should." "I hope you will see a lot of the Dalmains while I am away.

Try to put in a good long visit there.

And she would come over, if you wanted her, wouldn't she ?" "Yes; she will come if I want her." "You and she are great friends," pursued Ronnie, "aren't you?
_I_ find her alarming.

When she looks at me, I feel such a worm.