The doctor, without looking up or taking his mind off the address, said: "Adelaide gave up Mrs.Dorsey's house several weeks ago.

You are living with us." Dory glanced at her quickly and away.

She said nothing.

"He'll understand," thought she--and she was right.
Only those who have had experience of the older generation out West would have suspected the pride, the affection, the delight hiding behind Martha Skeffington's prim and formal welcome, or that it was not indifference but the unfailing instinct of a tender heart that made her say, after a very few minutes: "Adelaide, don't you think Dory'd like to look at the rooms ?" Del led the way, Dory several feet behind her--deliberately, lest he should take that long, slender form of hers in his arms that he might again feel her bosom swelling and fluttering against him, and her fine, thick, luminous hair caressing his temple and his cheek.

Miss Skeffington had given them the three large rooms on the second floor--the two Dory used to have and one more for Del.