“Even so,” said Ned, “it would be more natural for you to be sorry that I am going.”
“I cannot be sorry and glad at the same time.”
“You will be lonely.”
“Very likely; but, Ned, I shall not be looking very well for the next two months.”
“You mean on account of the baby; the next few months will be a trying time for you; I should be with you.”
They continued to walk round and round their apple-tree and Ellen did not answer for a long while.
“I want you to go to America. I don’t care that you should see me losing my figure.”
“We have spent many pleasant hours under this apple-tree.”
“Yes, it has been a dear tree,” she said.
“And in about six years there will be one who will appreciate this tree as we have never appreciated it. I can see the little chap running after the apples.”
“B
