You, the Jury - A Novel #271353

He wasn't, I daresay, much to look at, just a skinny little boy with silky red hair, a small white face and legs that didn't work properly, but he had a heavenly smile; and he was such a trusting friendly chap, and longed so for her to be proud of him that I thought it beastly of her to make him feel that his legs were his fault.