CHAPTER XV.
Mrs.Forsythe did not come to Ashurst until the middle of April, and then she came alone.

Dick had been detained, she said, and would come in a week or two.

So Lois breathed freely, though she knew it was only a respite, and made the most of her freedom to go and see his mother.
She was very fond of the invalid, who always seemed to her, in her glowing, rosy health, like an exquisite bit of porcelain, she was so fine and dainty, with soft white hair curling around her gentle and melancholy face.

Mrs.Forsythe dressed in delicate grays and lavenders, and her fingers were covered with rings, and generally held some filmy fancy-work.

Her invalidism had only given her an air of interesting fragility, which made Lois long to put her strong young arms about her, to shield her lest any wind might blow too roughly upon her.
Mrs.Forsythe accepted her devotion with complacency.