"Tell them it isn't so, Susan," he pleaded, and his voice was little better than a whine of terror.

"Your uncle's going to kill me and my father'll kick me out." Susan's heart grew sick as she looked at him--looked furtively, for she was ashamed to see him so abject.

"If you mean did I let him kiss me," she said to Mr.Wright, "why, I did.

We kissed several times.

But we had the right to.