"If you want me to be," she said humbly.
"If I want you to be!"
And she had imagined herself so often in his arms that she was not now surprised or troubled to find herself there.
"I was so unhappy," she said; "and now I'm so happy."
And after a little while she said:
"I'd like to see him."
Presently they stood looking down at the great trout.
"He's done a lot for us, hasn't he?" said Gay. "He was the beginning of things. And it seems sort of a pity——"
"He's still breathing. He'll live if we put him back. Shall we?"