Of course there are some
genuine ones like the Miss Cardinals, but Thurston's an absolute
swindler . . ."
He stopped short at that. He had said more than he had intended and
he was frightened suddenly. He swung round on his heel and looked at
his father.
"Come here, Martin." He came across the room. "Closer. Now, tell me.
We're good friends, aren't we?"
"Of course, father."
He put his hand on his son's shoulder. "Do you know that I love you
more than anything in the whole world? More, I'm sometimes terribly
afraid, than God Himself. I can't help myself. I love you, Martin,
so that it's like hunger or thirst . . . It's the only earthly
passion that I've ever had. And I'll tell you another thing. It's
the one terror of my earthly life that you'll leave me. Now that
I've got you back I'm afraid every time you go out of the house that
you'll run away, round the corner, and never come back again. I love
you and I'm not going to let you go again.--Not until--until--the
Time has come . . . What does it matter to you and me what Thurston
and Amy do? God will come and He will find us both together--you and
I--and He will take us up and keep us together and we shall never be
separated any more .
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