Morris, he knew, was the unconscious culprit, but this was not for his sister's or Ruth's ears--not, at least, until he could get at the exact facts for himself.
"He is as sensitive as a plant," continued Peter; "he closes all up at times.

But he is genuine, and he is sincere--that's better than poise, sometimes." "Well, then, maybe Ruth has offended him," suggested Miss Felicia.
"No--she couldn't.

Ruth, what have you done to young Mr.Breen ?" The girl threw back her head and laughed.
"Nothing." "Well, he went off as if he had been shot from a gun.

That is not like him at all, I should say, from what I have seen of him.

Perhaps I should have looked after him a little more.