"Wally was over himself last night--and, oh, Helen, now I know! He was listening for your car every minute!" Helen stared ...

and then suddenly she laughed--a laugh that had no mirth in it--that sound, half bitter, half mocking, which is sometimes used as ironical applause for ironical circumstance.
"I guess I can square it up somehow," she said.

"I'll drop in and see Burdon for a few minutes." Before her cousin knew it, she was gone.
"I'll speak to her when she comes out," Mary told herself, but while she was trying to decide what to say, the morning mail was placed on her desk and the routine of the day began.

Half an hour later she heard the sound of Helen's car rolling away.
"She went without saying good-bye," thought Mary.

"Oh, well, I'll see her again before long." To her own surprise the events of the last few days worried her less than she expected.