In a few minutes her aunt came hurrying in, stopped short at sight of that lovely childlike face with the lamplight full upon it.

One of Susan's tapering arms was flung round her dark wavy hair.
Sallie Warham smiled gently.

"Bless the baby" she said half aloud.

Then her smile faded and a look of sadness and pity came.
"Poor child!" she murmured.

"The Warham men's hard.