Part 36 (1/2)
”Some day.”
”Don't sigh like that, Kitty.”
”She's like Robert, isn't she?”
”Very like Robert.”
She brooded.
”Janey,” she said, ”let me have him to myself this evening.”
All evening she had him to herself, out on the Cliff, in the place where n.o.body came but they.
”Well,” he said, ”what do you think of them?”
”I think they're adorable.”
”Funny little beggars, aren't they? How did you get on with Janet?”
She told him.
”That's Janet's little way. To give you something of her own.” He smiled in tender satisfaction, repeating the child's phrase.
”It's all right, Kitty. She's only holding herself in. You're in for a big thing.”
She surveyed it.
”I know, Robert. I know.”
”You're tired? Have the children been too much for you?”
She shook her head.
”You're not to make yourself a slave to them, you know.”
She looked at him.
”Was I all right, Robert?”
”You were perfect.”
”You said I was only a child myself.”
”So you are. That's why I like you.”
She shook her head again.
”It's all very well,” she said, ”but that isn't what you want, dear--another child.”
”How do you know what I want?”
”You want somebody much nicer than I am.”