Presently the room was in perfect order, and the children asleep; then
she touched a bell, but no one answered it. After waiting a few minutes,
she said, "John, the girl has evidently gone out. I must go down for my
supper tray. In five minutes I will be back."
"I will go with you."
"Thank you! When Harry is not home, I like to eat my last meal beside
the sleeping children. Then I can take a book and read leisurely, so the
hours pass pleasantly away."
"Is Harry generally late?"
"He has to be late. Very often his song is the last on the program. Here
is the tray. It is all ready--except your cup and plate. You will take a
cup of tea with me, John?"
"Yes, but I am going to look for Harry soon and I may keep him all
night. Do you care? Are you afraid?"
"Harry is safe with you. I am glad you are going to keep him all night,
I am not at all afraid," and as she arranged the tray and its contents
on the table by the hearth, John heard the sweetest strain of melody
thrill the little space between them.
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