1 She paused to readjust the bottle to the child's bubbling mouth.
2 Suddenly she raised her eyes with the beseeching earnestness of a child.
3 Lily clasped the child close for a moment and laid her back in her mother's arms.
4 At the word, Lily's face melted from locked anguish to the open misery of a child.
5 The strength of the victory shone forth from her as she lifted her irradiated face from the child on her knees.
6 Her voice had dropped to a note of seriousness, and she sat gazing up at him with the troubled gravity of a child.
7 "You know I can coax the water to boil in five minutes," Selden continued, speaking as though she were a troubled child.
8 Selden's mind was of this order: he could yield to vision-making influences as completely as a child to the spell of a fairy-tale.
9 Lily, instead of answering, rose with a smile and held out her arms; and the mother, understanding the gesture, laid her child in them.
10 Lily sat quiet, leaning to the fire: the clatter of cups behind her soothed her as familiar noises hush a child whom silence has kept wakeful.
11 Rosedale in the paternal role was hardly a figure to soften Lily; yet she could not but notice a quality of homely goodness in his advances to the child.
12 "Hold me, Gerty, hold me, or I shall think of things," she moaned; and Gerty silently slipped an arm under her, pillowing her head in its hollow as a mother makes a nest for a tossing child.
13 As she held Nettie Struther's child in her arms the frozen currents of youth had loosed themselves and run warm in her veins: the old life-hunger possessed her, and all her being clamoured for its share of personal happiness.
14 The child's confidence in its safety thrilled her with a sense of warmth and returning life, and she bent over, wondering at the rosy blur of the little face, the empty clearness of the eyes, the vague tendrilly motions of the folding and unfolding fingers.
15 At first the burden in her arms seemed as light as a pink cloud or a heap of down, but as she continued to hold it the weight increased, sinking deeper, and penetrating her with a strange sense of weakness, as though the child entered into her and became a part of herself.
16 She was weary of being swept passively along a current of pleasure and business in which she had no share; weary of seeing other people pursue amusement and squander money, while she felt herself of no more account among them than an expensive toy in the hands of a spoiled child.
17 Hang it, if he could find a way out of such difficulties for a professional sponge like Carry Fisher, who was simply a mental habit corresponding to the physical titillations of the cigarette or the cock-tail, he could surely do as much for a girl who appealed to his highest sympathies, and who brought her troubles to him with the trustfulness of a child.
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