'No, no. That is all in your hands. You have discussed it with her, haven't you?'
'I haven't so much as mentioned it. But, of course, I am quite willing to relieve you of all trouble in the matter.'
His tone seemed to startle Alma, for she looked up at him quickly, and spoke in a more serious voice.
'I don't think we quite understand each other about Hughie. Why should you be so anxious? He seems to me to be doing very well. Remember, he's only a little more than three years old—quite a baby, as you say. I don't think he would feel the want of companions for another year at least.'
Harvey met her look, and replied quietly.
'It isn't that I'm anxious about him. I have to plan for his education, that's all.'
'You're beginning rather early. Fathers don't generally look after their children so young.'
'Unfortunately, they don't,' said Harvey, with a laugh. 'Mothers do, here and there.'
'But surely you don't mean that I am neglectful, Harvey?'
'Not at all. Teaching isn't your metier, Alma.'