THE STEADFAST HEART
drew Myrtle forward with him to the little group which surrounded Malcolm and Lydia.
“Lydia,” he said slowly, “I hope you will be very happy.” He did not speak to Crane, did not glance at him. And Malcolm ignored Angus. Lydia’s eyes clung to Angus’s face appealingly; a suppliant glance, begging for something, he knew not what…. He wondered at that glance, and his perplexity grew with the passage of time…. What was the meaning of that look he saw in Lydia Canfield’s eyes?…
