Chapter 15

Jimmy had been--and still was--such a dear boy! She hadn't known how much he meant to her until he had been hurt. She had taken him and his worship of her for granted, more or less; his thousand and one ways of being of use to her as something which had come to belong to her. He had had a flashing sense of humor, and an idea that you could get anything in the world you wanted if you worked hard enough. He had worked--how he had worked. Constantly she could see his snub-nosed face, with the twinkling blue eyes, and …