Unity sat down upon the porch steps and began to name upon her fingers the eligible young men of three counties.

In her anxiety to account for Jacqueline's pallor and the dark beneath her eyes, she went far afield, but she met with no success.

"It's not one of them!" she sighed at last.

"And yet, she's changed--" Jacqueline went slowly upstairs, a slender figure in white, touching with her hand the polished balustrade.

When she reached the long and wide upper hall, she passed steadily along it, but she turned her eyes upon a door at the far end, the door of the blue room.