Part 6 (1/2)
”Poor Roscoe!” she said to herself. ”It is very hard for him. But he carries his difficulties n.o.bly. He is a son to be proud of.” And she wept a little.
Diantha slipped her hand in his offered arm--he clasped it warmly with his, and they walked along together.
”You won't come in and see mother and the girls?”
”No, thank you; not this time. I must get home and get supper.
Besides, I'd rather see just you.”
He felt it a pity that there were so many houses along the road here, but squeezed her hand, anyhow.
She looked at him keenly. ”Headache?” she asked.
”Yes; it's nothing; it's gone already.”
”Worry?” she asked.
”Yes, I suppose it is,” he answered. ”But I ought not to worry. I've got a good home, a good mother, good sisters, and--you!” And he took advantage of a high hedge and an empty lot on either side of them.
Diantha returned his kiss affectionately enough, but seemed preoccupied, and walked in silence till he asked her what she was thinking about.
”About you, of course,” she answered, brightly. ”There are things I want to say; and yet--I ought not to.”
”You can say anything on earth to me,” he answered.
”You are twenty-four,” she began, musingly.
”Admitted at once.”
”And I'm twenty-one and a half.”
”That's no such awful revelation, surely!”
”And we've been engaged ever since my birthday,” the girl pursued.
”All these are facts, dearest.”
”Now, Ross, will you be perfectly frank with me? May I ask you an--an impertinent question?”
”You may ask me any question you like; it couldn't be impertinent.”
”You'll be scandalised, I know--but--well, here goes. What would you think if Madeline--or any of the girls--should go away to work?”
He looked at her lovingly, but with a little smile on his firm mouth.
”I shouldn't allow it,” he said.
”O--allow it? I asked you what you'd think.”
”I should think it was a disgrace to the family, and a direct reproach to me,” be answered. ”But it's no use talking about that. None of the girls have any such foolish notion. And I wouldn't permit it if they had.”
Diantha smiled. ”I suppose you never would permit your wife to work?”