"Something else?"
"Yes. We're going to have a child, you and I, Roddy. And now that you've forgiven me it's all right—but that's partly what's made me afraid all these last weeks. As it is, you've got me, got me, got me, safe for ever and ever!"
"Well, I'm damned!" said Roddy.
She could feel his hand trembling upon hers.
"Oh," she whispered, "I was frightened this afternoon—terrified. I thought you'd never see me again."
Roddy was turning things over in his mind.
"A kid ... my word. Just the thing. A boy ... it'll be jolly for the Place and I can teach him a lot. It'll be somethin' to go back to the house for. Gosh! There's news!"
His eyes wandered round the room.
"Good thing I kept all those eggs—nearly broke 'em up too. They're a jolly fine collection. I'd have prized 'em like anything if they'd come to me when I was small." He caught her hand so fiercely that she gave a little cry.
"What a day! We'll have to see about the shootin' down at Seddon again, old girl ... Lord, what an afternoon!"