Chapter 109

“I’ll hold you, Mary, always. Put your head down, dear.” She did not weep; she made a kind of broken murmuring and all the while his lips were pressed against her hair. He just held her and loved her. 6 In a little while she grew calm. She looked up into his face, and stood off, but with her hands upon his shoulders. “I’d like him taken home.” “I’ll bring him home. They’ll be here—very soon. But you?” “I’m going home.” “But, Mary, can you—alone? I can’t let you——” “I can,” she said, “I wish to.” “Dear, you’re brave…