Camilla handed him the box. She understood.
Mrs. Francis noticed the valise in her husband's hand.
"How very suddenly you make up your mind, James," she
said. "Are you actually going away on the train to-night?
Really James, I believe I shall write a little sketch
for our church paper. Pearl's thoughtfulness has moved
me, James. It really has touched me deeply. If you were
not so engrossed in business, James, I really believe it
would move you; but men are so different from us, Camilla.
They are not so soulful. Perhaps it is just as well, but
really sometimes, James, I fear you give business too
large a place in your life. It is all business, business,
business."
Mrs. Francis opened her desk, and drawing toward her her
gold pen and dainty letter paper, began her article.
Camilla followed Mr. Francis into the hall, and helped
him to put on his overcoat. She handed him his hat with
something like reverence in her manner.
"You are upon the King's business to-night," she said,
with shining eyes, as she opened the door for him.
He opened his mouth as if to speak, but only waved his
hand with an impatient gesture and was gone.
CHAPTER XVI
HOW POLLY WENT HOME
"We'll have to move poor Polly, if she lives thro' the
night," the nurse said to the house doctor in the hospital
that night. "She is making all the patients homesick. To
hear her calling for her mother or for 'someone from
'ome' is hard on the sick and well.
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