“Bobby, I did not understand—I did not know,” she said gently. “You won’t have to stay away—any more.”
“Won’t have to—stay—away!” The man was on his feet, incredulous wonder in his eyes.
“No. We—we will do it together—this work.”
“But you don’t mean—you can’t mean——” McGinnis paused, his breath suspended.
“But I do,” she answered, the quick red flying to her cheeks. Then, half laughing, half crying, she faltered: “And—and I shouldn’t think you’d make—me ask—you!”
“Margaret!” choked the man, as he fell on his knees and caught the girl’s two hands to his lips.
“MARGARET CROSSED THE ROOM AND TOUCHED THE MAN’S SHOULDER.”