Twilight Sleep
one was worrying about her as she worried about the universe.
"It's awfully unselfish of you, Pauline. But running a big house is never restful. Nona will give up Asheville and come to Cedarledge to look after us; you mustn't change your plans."
She smiled a little. "But I must, dear; because I'd meant to go to Dawnside, and now, of course, in any case—"
Manford stood up and went and leaned against the chimney-piece. "Well, that will be all right," he said.
"All right?"
He was absently turning about in his hand a little bronze statuette. "Yes. If you think the fellow does you good. I've been thinking over what you said the other day; and I've decided to advise the Lindons not to act . . . too precipitately. . . He coughed and put the statuette back on the mantelshelf. "They've abandoned the idea. . ."
"Oh, Dexter—" She started to her feet, her eyes brimming. He had actually thought over what she had said to him—when, at the time, he had seemed so obdurate and sneering! Her heart trembled with a happy wonder in which love and satisfied vanity were subtly mingled. Perhaps, after all, what her life had really needed was something much simpler than all the complicated things she had put into it.
"I'm so glad," she murmured, not knowing what else to say. She wanted to hold out her arms, to
