Misled by Aubrey, I cruelly misjudged you, Ronnie.

It was not selfish to go; it was not selfish to be away.

You did not know, or you would not have gone.

I was glad you should not know, glad you should be away, so that I could bear it alone, without hindering your work; letting you find the joy when you reached home, without having had any of the hardness or the worry.

I wished it to be so, my darling boy--and I was glad." Then Ronnie gently put his wife out of his arms, and took her sweet face between his hands, looking long into her eyes, before he made reply.