He knew she did.

He touched her shoulder.
"You must do the best you can every way, for Frank's sake, for all our sakes.

I will help you--God knows I will--all I can." "Ah, yes, yes," she whispered, from the child's pillow.
He could see the flame in her cheek.

"I understand." She put out her hand to him, but did not look up.

"Leave me alone with my baby, Richard," she pleaded.
He took her hand and pressed it again and again in his old, unconscious way.