He dwelt lovingly on those precious words.
“Yes, about your baby,” repeated Jinnie.
“Yes, I told ’er, dear. I said you’d want to be happy too.”
“I’m so glad,” sighed Jinnie, reverently. “Look!... Peg’s coming now!”
They both watched Mrs. Grandoken as she stolidly crossed the tracks, leading Bobbie by the hand.
And later Jinnie hovered over Peggy in the kitchen. 151 The woman had taken on such a new dignity. She must be treated with the greatest and most extra care. If Jinnie had done what she craved, she’d have bounded to Peg and kissed her heartily. Of course that wouldn’t do, but talk to her she must,
“Peggy,” she said softly, tears lurking in her eyes.
Peg looked at her without moving an eyelash. Jinnie wished she would say something; her task would be so much easier.
“Peggy,” she begged again.
“Huh?”