25/26 I'll see him to-night myself." Jerome looked up in his face, like one who scarcely dares to believe in offered comfort. "You leave it all to me," said he; "don't you worry." Jerome belonged to a family in which there had been little demonstration of devotion and affection. His parents never caressed their children; he and his sister had scarcely kissed each other since their infancy. No matter how fervid their hearts might be, they had also a rigidity, as of paralyzed muscles, which forbade much expression as a shame and an affectation. |