Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . told her . . Heunderstood. That she should rememberand regret after all these years! Thetenderness of his half-depreciatory ad-miration reached her; and sharing theproblem drew them closer than for along time. So Marcia let them feel free, guidingchiefly by keeping close to both. Their openness made Wards reservemore cutting. At last Marcia got courageto speak to John. Is there nothing wecan do? The look on his face warmed her towardhim. Not long ago I suggested that hego on the road for the house. So he wasworrying too! Its a be
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . told her . . Heunderstood. That she should rememberand regret after all these years! Thetenderness of his half-depreciatory ad-miration reached her; and sharing theproblem drew them closer than for along time. So Marcia let them feel free, guidingchiefly by keeping close to both. Their openness made Wards reservemore cutting. At last Marcia got courageto speak to John. Is there nothing wecan do? The look on his face warmed her towardhim. Not long ago I suggested that hego on the road for the house. So he wasworrying too! Its a better paying jobthan his, and a liberal education for ayoung fellow. He declined, withoutreasons, in that dumb abused way hestaken to lately. So I told him he must beon his own responsibility from now on,and he said— What? Thank you; I would appreciate thatcourtesy. A—h! He looks uncannily like you some-times, Marcia, though he hasnt yourlower face at all. A sensitive, high-spirit-ed youngster, without a balance-wheel. Yet. Hes nebulous; hell find a cen-. Half-tone plate engraved by A. Hayman 5 YOUR FATHERS YOUR FRIEND TOO DEAR 688 HARPERS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. tre; hell develop. She comforted hersore heart as well as his. But if therewas only something we could do! Theimplication seemed that the wrong thinghad been done in the first place. In herheart she blamed him for it all, and heknew she did. Their oneness in sympathy-was only momentary. After a year of it, Hastings was still atthe house in every free hour—morning,noon, and night. He was getting fifteena week now. Edith still lacked a year of college; shewas not as advanced as some of the took for granted the course mappedout for her, but without she and Hastings had somemagic statistics that made twenty dollarsa week the goal of their ambitions, theopen sesame of a dream. This wont do, Little Mother, Johnsaid. Marcia knew it would not, glad for thehonest concordance, with this breach ofsil
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