"We'll get you so strong, you'll never think of loneliness," he said with great gentleness.
When he was gone, Howard turned to Edith, all smiles.
"You don't mind if I leave you for a few hours,—Mrs. Lambert will soon come, and I have an important date."
"O, no," replied Edith, dreamily closing her eyes.
"Make any arrangements you like, and don't spare money, you know." He leaned over and lightly kissed her forehead. Then quickly he left the room.
Edith, alone with her thoughts, began to feel a twinge of her sensitive conscience.
"Howard is generous, and I wish I could show more appreciation. But I couldn't care for money—if he would only stay with me, sometimes."
Then her thoughts wandered to George.
"He always knows what I need, she murmured." He always knows and always gives."