The woman's cunning was too much for the man's strength.

Colonel Fortescue put his arm around his wife, as she laid the baby's rose-leaf face against his father's bronzed cheek.

Husband and wife looked into each other's eyes and smiled.

With this baby their lost youth was restored to them.
Once more the Colonel was a slim young lieutenant, and Mrs.Fortescue was holding in her arms another dark-eyed, rose-leafed baby, now a young soldier in the gray uniform of a military cadet.

They, themselves, could scarcely realize the flitting of the years.