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They had taken back Susette's old nurse, for it was unfair to one's husband to be a child's slave if there was no need. But she had refused to get other servants.
But Ethel faced the picture now for some moments steadily. Somehow it had lost its beauty, it looked weak and soul-less, without power any longer over Ethel's future. "Poor Amy. Oh, how much you missed." And she added, "I'll never be like that." For an instant she let her mind dwell on the past, on how Susette's coming must have been unwelcomed by her mother. "But this one will be welcomed!
They lent a piquant novelty to motherhood in Ethel's eyes. At times she thought of Amy. Why had Amy missed all this! How had she been able to keep away from this adorable child of hers! Ethel saw in the windows of shops the most tempting garments for small girls. And Amy had had money to spend! Susette's wardrobe was "simply pathetic!"
Each girl of my school shall go into life a gentler, daintier woman, more careful of her person and speech because of my having met you. Isn't that a fine thought?" "Why, you darling!" cried Mrs. Jardine. "Life is always having lovely things in store for me. Yesterday I thought Susette's leaving me as she did was the most cruel thing that ever happened to me.
Joe's picture and Susette's were here, and a droll little painted bird was perched above the mirror. As she glanced into the glass, gaily she thanked herself for the charms which she was deftly enhancing in the glossy black hair, smooth and sleek, in the flushed cheeks and the red of her lips and the gleaming lights in her brown eyes. She nodded approvingly at herself.
Ethel went into the nursery and kneeling down she began to unbutton Susette's little jacket. The child's plump face was so rosy and cold. She kissed it suddenly. "Martha," she said, "I'll need you here for a long time now. I'm going to have a baby." She reddened then and held her breath. Queer, how she had blurted it out! She had not meant to tell any one yet.
She used the baby, too, and Susette; she often persuaded Joe to come home in time for Susette's supper, or better still for the baby's bath. And all this was so successful that even when her spring fever was gone she still stayed at home in the evenings. But in the meantime, what about friends? "I'm lazy," she thought, "I'm not facing it! I'm just putting it off and it's dangerous!"
Pierre had been the butt of several things in his boyish days, but, though a heavy lad, often excelled in jumping. The chaffing stirred his spirit. He would show what he could do. And Jeanne should see it. What did he care for Susette's shining eyes! Two or three supple young fellows, two older ones with a well-seasoned appearance, stood on the mark. Pierre eyed it.
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