19/35 What can I want of anything but for you--for you and them ?" After this Herbert sat silent for a while, leaning on his arm. He knew that there existed some mischief, but he could not fathom it. Had he been prudent, he would have felt that there was some impediment to his love; some evil which it behoved him to fathom before he allowed his love to share it; but when was a lover prudent? "Of course you would live here. For the matter of that, Herbert, the house should be considered as your own if you so wished it." Against this the son put in his most violent protest. |