But, of course, you've thought of one ?" Susie shook her head again.
"No?
Will you think me very--well, cheeky--if I suggest some?
Now, let me see! He is fair, isn't he?
Some names are appropriate to fair men, while others are more suitable to dark ones, don't you think so ?" She laughed; but there was no smile in Susie's eyes, as she turned and looked, moodily, at the baby, one of whose chubby hands was clasping Celia's finger.
"Let's think of some names," said Celia.

"James! I don't like that, do you?
Richard; no, that's a dark name.

Percy; how would that do ?" It was almost impossible for the pale face to grow paler, and yet, for a moment, as the blue eyes fixed themselves on Celia, Susie's pallor increased.

Her arms went out as if she were about to take the child; but Celia looking up, smiled beseechingly.
"Oh, let me have him a little longer," she pleaded.

"You have him all the time, you know.