Jack, man-like, did not notice the change, but Ruth did.
After the baby had been duly admired, Ruth tossing it in her arms until it crowed, Corinne being too tired for much enthusiasm, had sent it home, Ruth escorting it herself to the garden gate.
"I am sorry you are going," Corinne said in Ruth's absence.

"I suppose we must stay on here until Garry finishes the new church.

I haven't seen much of Ruth,--or of you, either, Jack.

But I don't see much of anybody now,--not even of Garry.

He never gets home until midnight, or even later, if the train is behind time, and it generally is." "Then he must have lots of new work," cried Jack in a cheerful tone.