And, when I heard that Arthur had slipped away to Chicago, I came myself.

I've brought you up so purely and innocently that I became alarmed lest he might lead you into some rash sentimentality.

As I said in my letter, if Arthur had grown up into a strong, manly character, I should have been eager to trust my daughter to him.

But my doubts about him were confirmed by the will.

And--he is simply a fortune-hunter now." Janet had hidden her face in her handkerchief.