Don't you see?
We can't stay here, and we can't go any place else." This certainly was a dilemma.

The two gazed at each other, their faces momently growing more ghastly with helplessness.

Then suddenly Mrs.De Peyster leaned forward, with desperate decision.
"Matilda, we shall go back home!" "Go home, ma'am ?" cried Matilda.
"There's nothing else we can do.

I'll slip into my sitting-room, lock the door, and live there quietly--and Jack will never know I'm in the house." "But, ma'am, won't that be dangerous ?" "Danger is comparative.

Anything is better than this!" "Just as you say; I suppose you're right, ma'am." And then with an hysterical snuffle: "But oh, ma'am, I wish I knew how this thing was ever going to turn out!" Five minutes later the two twin figures of somberness, their veils down, stole stealthily down the stairs and out into the night..