If you think you ought to speak of it," he continued, "do it rather to mamma." He noted the hour.

"I'll go, if you'll excuse me, to give you the chance." The visitor referred to his own watch.

"It's your mother herself who gives the chances--the chances YOU take." Harold looked kind and simple.

"She HAS come in, I know.

She'll be with you in a moment." He was halfway to the door, but Mr.Cashmore, though so easy, had not done with him.