My opinion mayn't be worth much, but
you know what it is. You'll be a great writer some day, never fear."
"Thank you, dear old boy. And you know what I think about your acting,
don't you?"
Then it was that Esther appeared, and Henry made some transparent excuse
to leave them awhile together.
"You dear old thing," said Esther, kissing him, "now don't stay away too
long."
CHAPTER V
OF THE LOVE OF ESTHER AND MIKE, AND
THE MESURIER LAW IN REGARD TO
"SWEETHEARTS"
I'm afraid Esther was little more than fourteen when she had first seen
and fallen in love with Mike. She had heard much of him from her
brother; but, for one reason or another, he had never been to the house.
One evening, however, at a concert, Henry had told her to look in a
certain direction and she would see Mike.
"I don't suppose you'll call him good looking," he said.
So Esther had looked round, and seen the pretty curly red hair and the
eager little wistful humorous face for the first time.
"Why, he's got a lovely little face!" she said, blushing deeply for no
reason at all,--except perhaps that there had seemed something pleading
and shelter-seeking in that little face, something that cried out to be
"mothered," and that instantly there had welled up in her heart a great
warm wish that some day she might be that for it and more.
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