13/47 Was anything wrong ?" "Old Patton is very ill," she said, sighing. "I went to ask after him; he may die any moment. And the Hurds' boy too." He leant against the mantelpiece, talking to her about both cases with a quick incisive common-sense--not unkind, but without a touch of unnecessary sentiment, still less of the superior person--which represented one of the moods she liked best in him. In speaking of the poor he always took the tone of comradeship, of a plain equality, and the tone was, in fact, genuine. I listened to what she said that day in the cottage when I had the boy on my knee. |