37/48 But we can make an alderman dream of the guillotine--that is always something. Oh! but now we can talk on quite a new footing!" She had given him her hand for an instant, withdrawing it with shy rapidity, and he had thrown himself into a chair again, with his arms behind his head, and the air of one reflecting happily on a changed situation. "Quite a new footing," he repeated thoughtfully. "But it is--a little surprising. What does--what does Mr.Raeburn say to it ?" "Nothing! He cares just as much about the poor as you or I, please understand! He doesn't choose my way--but he won't interfere with it." "Ah! that is like him--like Aldous." Marcella started. |