You blamed me for letting Marian go to the Willings' and then telegraphed for her to come home.

It's a beautiful relationship you have established with your children! She hasn't even answered your telegram.

But I suppose if she had you'd have kept it from me.

The newspapers talk about your secretive ways, but they don't know you, Morton Bassett, as I do.

I suppose you can't imagine yourself entertaining Marian on the veranda or walking with her, talking and laughing, as I saw you with that girl." "Well, thank God there's somebody I can talk and laugh with! I'm glad to be able to tell you that Marian will be home to-morrow.