Yours ever
SUSAN BOYD
Susie took a certain pride in her common sense, and it was humiliating to
find that her nerves could be so distraught. She was worried and unhappy.
It had not been easy to take Margaret back to her bosom as if nothing had
happened. Susie was human; and, though she did ten times more than could
be expected of her, she could not resist a feeling of irritation that
Arthur sacrificed her so calmly. He had no room for other thoughts, and
it seemed quite natural to him that she should devote herself entirely to
Margaret's welfare.
Susie walked some way along the road to post this letter and then went to
her room. It was a wonderful night, starry and calm, and the silence was
like balm to her troubles. She sat at the window for a long time, and at
last, feeling more tranquil, went to bed. She slept more soundly than she
had done for many days. When she awoke the sun was streaming into her
room, and she gave a deep sigh of delight. She could see trees from her
bed, and blue sky. All her troubles seemed easy to bear when the world
was so beautiful, and she was ready to laugh at the fears that had so
affected her.
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