The color rose from her chin to the arch of her lovely brow, but her lips quivered. “You know that we have lost almost all we had, and—about my mother?�
“I know,� he said simply, “Dr. Cheyney told me, and�—he looked suddenly at Sammy and the dog—“your goodness to these, when you must think—�
She looked up, and their eyes met. “Did you think my heart was not big enough for all?� she asked.
Sudden joy leaped into his face, transfiguring it. “Diana,� he exclaimed, “is it possible that through it all, in spite of it all, you love me?�
She smiled. “I think I always loved you, Caleb,� she said.
THE END
A Stirring Story of Washington Society
THE REAPING
By MARY IMLAY TAYLOR