'Tis the wee bairns build the bridges we can cross in safety." There was an unwontedly tender gleam in her hard-featured face.

Kitty jumped up and kissed her impulsively.
"Aunt Eliza dear, you've a much softer heart than you pretend, and if Nan weren't happily married you'd be just as sorry as the rest of us." "Perhaps Eliza's right," hazarded St.John rather uncertainly.

"We may have been too ready to assume Nan won't be happy with the man she's chosen." "I know Nan," persisted Kitty obstinately.

"And I know she and Roger have really nothing in common." "Then perhaps they'll find something after they're married," retorted Eliza, "and the looking for it will give a spice to life.

There's many a man--ay, and woman, too!--who have fallen deeper in love after they've taken the plunge than ever they did while they were hovering on the brink." "That may be true in some cases," responded St.John.