She looked up, startled. "Why?"
"I didn't know."
Her fingers returned to their work. "I think your father is awake," she said in a businesslike tone. "I will go and see." She placed the linen in the cupboard and closed the door and locked it.
His hand made a little gesture. "Would you please——"
She waited.
"I can't say anything if you look like that!" he said whimsically.
She moved from him to the window. "There isn't any need to—say anything!"
The reddish hair was lighted up against the window as he had seen it before, and he watched it.
"That's the way I feel!" he said softly.