Then Sam'd come straight on to the Sinclairs'." "I'll call up your father." "No!" cried Ruth, stamping her foot.

"Call up Mr.Provost, and tell him papa's coming.

Then you can talk with papa when he gets home to dinner." "But maybe----" "If that doesn't work out we can do something else this afternoon." The mother and the daughter avoided each other's eyes.

Both felt mean and small, guilty toward Susan; but neither was for that reason disposed to draw back.

As Mrs.Warham was trying the new dress on her daughter, she said: "Anyhow, Sam'd be wasting time on Susan.