Henry continued to look out of the window.
"She is a delicate little thing, and I guess it's mighty lucky for her that she came to live in the country just as she did," Sylvia observed.
"I suppose you know what's bound to happen if she and Mr.Allen stay on in the same house," said Henry.

"As far as I am concerned, I think it would be a good arrangement.

Mr.Allen has a good salary, and she has enough to make up for what he can't do; and I would like to keep the child here myself, but I somehow thought you didn't like the idea." Again Sylvia turned white, and stared at her husband almost with horror.

"I don't see why you think it is bound to happen," said she.
Henry laughed.

"It doesn't take a very long head to think so." "It sha'n't happen.