“She is the very light of his eyes. She has been for years. A mother can see. The thought of her is always about him.”
“Does Marion see it?” Roger’s father inquired, convinced. He had a thorough respect for his wife’s judgment.
“No; that’s the queer part of it. I think Roger is guarded with her. He never had a secret from his mother.”
“Young men never have,” the young man’s father threw in.
“But I know Roger; I wouldn’t be afraid to ask him.”
“Then, why don’t you?”
“Because I know without asking,” she silenced him.
“Now, to come back to the starting point—what do you intend to do about it?”
“Bring Judith here,” she replied impressively.
“That’s a fine move; an effectual separation.”