Two Lirrte Pincers’ Progress 211

 

“This one is full of her,’ said Meg. “I should
think John Holt would feel as if she must be in it
and she might speak to him any moment. I feel as
if she might speak to me. And it isn’t only the

pictures of her everywhere, with her eyes laughing at

 

‘DON’T YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT SHE WAS LIKE?”

you from the wall and the tables and the mantels.
It’s herself. Perhaps it is because she helped John
Holt to choose things, and was so happy here.”

“Perhaps it is,” said Robin; and he added softly,
“This was her book.”