"As regards--" "There is nothing owing to you," the girl interrupted calmly.

"You may congratulate yourself upon that, for if there were you would not get it.
Nor have I stolen anything else." "About your luggage ?" Mrs.Lawrence asked.
"When I need it, I will send for it," the girl replied.
She turned her back upon them and before they realized it she was gone.
She had, indeed, something of the grand manner.

She had come to plead guilty to a theft and she had left them all feeling a little like snubbed children.

Mrs.Fitzgerald, as soon as the spell of the girl's presence was removed, was one of the first to recover herself.

She felt herself beginning to grow hot with renewed indignation.
"A thief!" she exclaimed looking around the room.