Charles Reade

A Perilous Secret Charles Reade

The young man had his coat off by which you might infer it was very hot; but no it was a keen October day and an east wind sweeping down the river. The coat was wrapped tightly round the little girl so that only her fair face with blue eyes and golden hair peeped out; and the young father sat in his shirt sleeves looking down on her with a loving but anxious look.