I am sorry for David.

Anne's art is a powerful rival, and she is growing fonder of it with every season.

If, after she finishes college, she were to marry David, she would be obliged to give it up.

Since the Southards came into her life she has grown to love her profession so dearly that I don't imagine she would sacrifice it even for David's sake." "It sounds rather strange to hear my little girl talking so wisely of other people's love affairs," smiled Mrs.Harlowe almost wistfully.
"I know what you are thinking, Motherkin," responded Grace, slipping both arms about her mother and drawing her gently into the big porch swing.

"You needn't be afraid, though.