FAREWELL TO A HERO
EDWARD met his father and mother at the station; his mother spied him before he saw her, and ran to him along the platform, her bright, eager face radiant, her eyes shining. He saw her then and with a spring seized her in his arms; and after he had kissed her and his father she clung to him and looked up into his face enraptured.
“Come, Helen,” said Mr. Crashaw at last. “Let the husky boy lug one of these bags for the old man.”
Edward seized both the bags and carried them to a cab; during the drive to the hotel his mother sat beside him caressing his hand.
“Oh, my dear, it’s good to see you and touch you and hear you again!” she exclaimed. “And you’re getting to be almost good-looking!”