Magnus, who seemed to be absorbed in the photographs, said almost unconsciously, "Poor little thing!"
Then the flag of distress ran up to Thora's eyes and she answered hurriedly, "Oh, it was my own fault. Oscar always wanted to stay with me, and if it hadn't been for Helga----"
But a little catch came into her throat, and she had to stop. Whereupon Magnus said:
"And I hoped you were so happy!"
But then Anna brought in the lamp and the lights relieved the tension, yet being able to see the photographs plainly Magnus laid them down and Thora put them away.
He left early, having a long ride before him, and Anna followed him to the door.
"Is Thora quite well?" he asked in a whisper.
"As well as can be expected under the circumstances," said Anna.
"And is Oscar kind to her?"
"Kind? Oscar, kind? Why should you ask that, Magnus?"