old daniel but he must learn to be fond of baby that will be a comfort to him june george seems to me to be almost beside himself i cannot comprehend what his wife is doing the of a saint to him she has apparently already come to realize that she is not succeeding in and is determined to conquer by display and ways of living she cannot know us very well if she that such means will do here her latest move i find it hard to forgive her i do not understand how george can have done it no matter how much she urged him but i am of course profoundly ignorant how such a woman a man i am afraid one thing which made him attractive to me was that he was so willing to be influenced but we see a man in a light entirely different when it is another woman who shapes his life what once seemed a fine compliance takes on a strange appearance of weakness when we are no longer the moving force but i think i do myself no more than justice when i feel that at least i tried always to influence george for his own good poor miss came over directly after breakfast this morning to tell me she had been brooding over it half the night poor soul and her eyes looked actually withered with crying and lack of sleep i know i it she kept saying and of course he didn t mean to insult me but to think anybody dared to ask me to sell the house the house that our family has lived in for four generations it would have killed my father if he had known i should live to come to this i tried to soothe her and to make her believe that in offering to buy her house george had thought only of how much he admired it and not at all of her feelings which he could not understand of course he could not understand my feelings miss said with a bitterness which i am sure june was unconscious he never had a family and i ought to remember that she grew somewhat more calm as she her heart she told me george had praised the place and said how much he had always liked it he confessed that it was his wife who first suggested the purchase she wanted a house where she could entertain and which would be of more importance than the one in which she lived he said miss went on with a strange mingling of pride and sorrow his wife felt that the house in itself would give any family social standing i don t know how pleased his wife would be if she knew he told me but he said it he told me she meant to have and improvements she must feel as if she owned it already he said she had an iron dog stored somewhere that she meant to put on the lawn think of it an iron dog on our old lawn i then suddenly all the sorrow of her lot seemed to her at once and she broke down completely she sobbed so and with so complete an of herself to her grief that i cried with her even while i was trying to stop her tears it is n t just george s coming to ask me to sell the place she said it is all of it it s my being so poor i can t keep up the name and the family s ending with me and none of my kin even to bury me it s all of the hurts i ve got from life and it s growing so old i ve no strength any longer to bear them oh it s having to keep on living when i want to be dead i threw my arms about her and kissed the tears the of a saint from her wrinkled cheeks though there were about as many on my own don t i begged her don f dear miss tou break my heart i we are all of us your kin and you know we love you dearly she returned my embrace and tried to check her sobbing i know it s cowardly she got out it s cowardly and wicked i never broke down so before won t dear just give me a little time dear miss i made her stay with me all day and indeed she was in no condition to do anything else i got her to take a nap in the afternoon and when she went home she was once more her own brave self she said good night with one of her clumsy joking speeches good by my dear she said the next time i come i try not to be so much like the girl that had a creek in her back and a in each eye she is always when she does not quite trust herself to be serious and i who do not dare to trust myself to think about george and his wife had better stop writing june presented himself at twilight and found me sitting alone out on the i watched his tall figure coming up the bent with age a little but still massive and vigorous and somehow by the time he was near enough to speak i felt that i had caught his mood he smiled as he greeted me where s the baby he demanded i supposed i should find you giving it its supper june there is n t any it in this house was my retort and as for baby s supper you are just as ignorant as a man always is any woman would know that babies are put to bed long before this he grinned down upon me from his height how should i know what time it 