Silently she waited until she heard her father go alone to his room.
She took the candle and went in to Mrs.Tanberry.She set the light upon a table, pulled a chair close to the bedside, and placed her cool hand lightly on the great lady's forehead.
"Isn't it very late, child?
Why are you not asleep ?" "Mrs.Tanberry, I want to know why there was a light in the cupola-room tonight ?" "What ?" Mrs.Tanberry rolled herself as upright as possible, and sat with blinking eyes.
"I want to know what I am sure you know, and what I am sure everybody knows, except me.

What were they doing there tonight, and what was the quarrel between Mr.Vanrevel and my father that had to do with Mr.
Gray ?" Mrs.Tanberry gazed earnestly into the girl's face.

After a long time she said in a gentle voice: "Child, has it come to matter that much ?" "Yes," said Miss Betty..