She went on: "I know everything now.

It was foolish of me to think that Mr.
Ryder would ever help us." "I can't help it in any way," blurted out Jefferson.

"I have not the slightest influence over him.

His business methods I consider disgraceful--you understand that, don't you, Shirley ?" The girl laid her hand on his arm and replied kindly: "Of course, Jeff, we know that.

Come up and sit down." He followed her on the porch and drew up a rocker beside her.
"They are all out for a walk," she explained.
"I'm glad," he said frankly.