She had always been far more ready to give than take.

Grace now recalled that even in the midst of Arline's joy at seeing her, there had been a hauntingly wistful look in the dainty little girl's blue eyes.
Under cover of Kathleen West's lively account of a big story which she had run to earth after a week's assiduous pursuit, Grace's kindly hand found Arline's.
"What is the matter, Daffydowndilly ?" she asked just above a whisper.
"You don't appear to be quite your usual cheerful self." "You noticed, then ?" counter-questioned Arline in an equally guarded tone.

"I'm glad you did.

Still, I was going to tell you, anyway.

Wait until later.