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"I suppose," she added, "you would not like to see the boy,
and judge of his chances of recovery for yourself?"
"You suppose?" he burst out, with sudden anger. "You might be sure. The
bare idea of seeing him turns me cold. Oh, when shall I forget!
when shall I forget! Who spoke of him first?" he said, with renewed
irritability, after a moment of silence. "You or I?"
"It was my fault, love--he is so harmless and so gentle, and he has such
a sweet face--I thought it might soothe you to see him. Forgive me; we
will never speak of him again. Have you any notes for me to copy? You
know, Lewis, I am your secretary now."
So she led Romayne away to his study and his books. When Major Hynd
arrived, she contrived to be the first to see him. "Say as litt le as
possible about the General's widow and her son," she whispered.
The Major understood her. "Don't be uneasy, Mrs. Romayne," he answered.
"I know your husband well enough to know what you mean. Besides, the
news I bring is good news."
Romayne came in before he could speak more particularly.


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