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But Swinny was in love--in love with Pinker And to be in love with

Pinker was to live in a perfect delirium of hopes and fears No sooner

inny delivered over to the ministers of love, who dealt with her

after their will, than Baby too agonized and languished His food ceased

to nourish hiht a cow for his sole use and

benefit, and guarded it like a sacred anirew thinner than ever Strange furrows began to appear

on his tiny face, with shadows and a transparent tinge like the blue of

skim-milk As the pure air of Drayton did so little for hie to London

"Shall I take him, Nevill?" she asked

"Take hiht as well poison the

little beast at ho that when Mr and Mrs Nevill Tyson settled

in town, Baby was to be left behind at Thorneytoft for the good of his

health It was his father's proposal, and his reed to it in

silence

Her indifference roused the severest comments in the household Mrs

Nevill Tyson was an unnatural mother From the day she weaned him, no one

had ever seen her caress the child She handled hi as his own; her lips seemed to shrink from contact with his

pure soft skin There could be no doubt of it, Mrs Nevill Tyson's