Jinnie’s curiosity was growing by the minute.
“And you’re going to tell me now, Lafe?”
“An’ now I’m goin’ to tell you, Jinnie.”
But he didn’t tell her just then. Instead he sat looking at her with luminous eyes, and the expression in them—that heavenly expression—compelled Jinnie to kneel beside him, and for a little while they sat in silence.
“Dear child,” Lafe murmured, dropping a tender hand on her shining head, “dear, dear girl!”
“It must be a joyful thing, Lafe, for your face shines as bright as Bobbie’s stars.”
“I’m blessed happy to-day!” he sighed, with twitching lips.
Jinnie took his hand in hers and smoothed it fondly.
“What is it, Lafe, dear?” she asked.
“Do you want to kneel while I tell you?” queried the cobbler.