Wasn't it you yourself who were telling me a few minutes ago how steely cold Miss Alice's eyes got when she was angry ?" Billy knew by the way the man spoke that, for some reason, he did not wish to prolong the subject of his meeting the Greggorys.

She made a quick shift, therefore, to another phase of the matter.
"But tell me, please, before you go, how did those rumors come out--about Judge Greggory's honesty, I mean ?" "Why, I never knew, exactly," frowned Arkwright, musingly.

"Yet it seems, too, that mother did say in one letter, while I was in Paris, that some of the accusations had been found to be false, and that there was a prospect that the Judge's good name might be saved, after all." "Oh, I wish it might," sighed Billy.

"Think what it would mean to those women!" "'Twould mean everything," cried Arkwright, warmly; "and I'll write to mother to-night, I will, and find out just what there is to it-if anything.

Then you can tell them," he finished a little stiffly.
"Yes--or you," nodded Billy, lightly.