The Archibald affair was enacted right under my very nose; but did I circulate what I saw?
I think not! That woman!--but there! I pray for her every night." "Was it really true, then ?" asked Mrs.Fairchilds, breathless.

She knew something about the Archibald affair, but not enough.
"I saw it all with these eyes," flatly.

"But, as I said, I keep my hands clean of scandal." Her hands were white and flabby.

"I consider it not only wicked to start a scandal, but positively bad taste.

The lightest word sometimes ruins a reputation." "Mrs.Archibald--" began Mrs.Fairchilds.
"Not another word, my dear.