One of these was William.

And there the film stopped.

The cold, withering look William had given Matilda a few minutes before remained fixed upon the screen.

That look threatened her most unpleasantly as to the future.

What if William should learn who was the real Matilda to whom he had made love! "Matilda," she began, calling up her dignity, "I desire to instruct you upon a certain matter." "Yes, ma'am," whispered Matilda.
"I expressly instruct you not to mention or hint to any one, particularly William, that it was I and not you who went out driving with him to-night." "I'll not, ma'am." "You swear ?" "I swear, ma'am.