51/69 She had shown perhaps that she supposed him to have wished to take her hand, but he forbore to touch her, though letting her feel all the kindness of his eyes and their long backward vision. These things she evidently felt soon enough; she went on before he had spoken. "I know how well you knew my grandmother. Mother has told me--and I'm so glad. She told me to say to you that she wants YOU to tell me." Just a shade, at this, might have appeared to drop over his face, but who was there to know if the girl observed it? |