Both felt an oppression on their breathing when they were left together for some time.

Then he went to bed and she settled down to enjoy herself alone, working, thinking, living.
Meanwhile another infant was coming, fruit of this little peace and tenderness between the separating parents.

Paul was seventeen months old when the new baby was born.

He was then a plump, pale child, quiet, with heavy blue eyes, and still the peculiar slight knitting of the brows.
The last child was also a boy, fair and bonny.

Mrs.Morel was sorry when she knew she was with child, both for economic reasons and because she did not love her husband; but not for the sake of the infant.
They called the baby Arthur.