Her visits to the T. and B. rooms were fewer than
ever, and the hour for choir practice was so often changed that he found it
almost impossible to see her a moment alone. His visits to the house gave
him little pleasure. Mr. Sherwood always brightened up when he arrived, and
but for the pleasure these visits gave to the sick man Guy would have
hesitated about making them at all.
One evening as he entered the parlor he found the family assembled and busy
over various trifles: Gussie, with a basket of colored wools, was picking
out some needed shade; Mrs. Sherwood was by the fire with some fleecy
knitting work in her hands, while Flossie sat at her feet intent on fitting
a brilliant dress on her newest doll.
Traverse stood in the doorway looking at the family group for some moments
until Dexie, who was reading the evening paper to her father, lifted her
eyes and acknowledged his presence with a bow. She perused the paper
silently, while her father and Mr. Traverse entered into a discussion
concerning certain charges made in it against one of the public officers of
the State, and at her father's request Dexie read again the article that
had called forth the discussion.
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