child with a quizzical smile in which emotion stirred—physical pleasure and perhaps a spiritual tenderness.

"You don't know how beautiful you are," said Basil, in a low, rapt tone.

She looked up at him softly, put up her free arm and drew his head down on her full breast.

"If I'm more beautiful for you, I don't mind it all," she said. "All the babies in the world aren't worth you."