“Yes—it has been a long day—so much has happened.”
“I will help you to bed,” he said, thoughtfully, “and then I must go back to the office for a little while.”
She looked at him inquiringly. “Tonight?”
“Only for a little while. The special goes back at eight—I want to tell him.”
She made a swift gesture. “Don’t wait. Your father will help me.”
“I ’ll help her, Sonny. You run right along,” said the old man kindly.
“I am a little late,” said the boy, looking at his watch. “I ’ll have to hurry. But I ’ll be back before you ’re asleep.” With a little nod he was gone.
They looked at each other across the vacant place. “I do know how you ’re goin’ to stand it,” said the old man slowly.
“I shall not mind.” She spoke with quick decision, “but it will be hard for you—leaving the garden and the place.”
“We ’ve lived here thirty year,” he said thoughtfully.