“Then why don't I run off by myself?”
“Why——'Tisn't the money, you understand. But what about Hugh?”
“Leave him with Aunt Bessie. It would be just for a few days.”
“I don't think much of this business of leaving kids around. Bad for 'em.”
“So you don't think——”
“I'll tell you: I think we better stay put till after the war. Then we'll have a dandy long trip. No, I don't think you better plan much about going away now.”
So she was thrown at Erik.
III
She awoke at ebb-time, at three of the morning, woke sharply and fully; and sharply and coldly as her father pronouncing sentence on a cruel swindler she gave judgment:
“A pitiful and tawdry love-affair.