3/31 It was heavy; and, after a time, I plucked up sufficient courage to ask her to let me take it. She would have refused, but the child she was carrying on her other arm was not very comfortable." "There is a child ?" said Derrick, with a smile. "I thought you had embarked on a love-story." "There is a child," assented Reggie, gravely. "And it _is_ a love-story," he added, still more gravely. "But the love is all on my side--at present." "Oh, I see; a widow," said Derrick, not by any means lightly; for, to your lover, love is a sacred subject, and he is full of subtle sympathy for his kind. |