He could remember a time when she was all in all to him. But he had outgrown that time too. Of course he loved his boy, and if,—if certain imaginings and fancies should materialize,—well, he needn’t consult his better self about that yet.
“Hello, have you fallen asleep, watching that train off?� A friendly hand slapped him upon the shoulder.
Wylie started as though his thoughts were patent to all observers.
“I—I have just sent off Elinor and the boy,� he said with confusion.
“Ah, that is—shall I say fortunate or unfortunate? Fortunate for them perhaps—bad for you. And you were following them with your mind. Are they to remain away long?�
“Three months. They will go to the Atlantic coast before they return.� Wylie spoke with an effort.
“And what will you do while they are gone? Board at the club, I suppose.�
“Yes, at the Bohemian. I am at the office all day, and most of the nights, so shall have little time to miss my family.�
“I see. Well, come to the club oftener, when you can get away. By the way, have you attended any of Mrs. Mount’s receptions lately?�
“Yes, I go often. They are enjoyable, which is saying much.�