And we'll have supper right away--And I must ask you, Stephen, to go, now, because her ladyship is worn out and I'm going to put her to bed." Carlin picked up his hat and stood fingering the rim, trying to make up his mind whether he should force the truth upon her then or obey orders and wait.

The training of long years told.
"Well, just as you say, your ladyship, I won't stay if you don't want me, but don't forget I'm within call, not more than a half-hour away.
All Martha's got to do is to send a postal card and I'm here.

I'm sorry I hurt your feelings.

God knows I didn't mean to! Martha knows what I wanted to tell you.

You'll have to come to it sooner or later.