"I don't think I will any more--before Rogie comes."
"I sha'n't let you," Roger warned, and Anne smiled up at him. Roger
smiled back: "You're nothing but a baby yourself."
But he was glad that Anne had decided not to go to any more meetings
until after the baby came. Perhaps, then, he and Anne would go and
understand together, as they had understood that day on the Bluff in
the sweeping wind; and by the lake in the green and scarlet dawn.