The lad loves me, and trusts me, and I will never betray him.

What I tell you is true.

I have learned nothing from him that can be of any genuine advantage to you.

That is all the answer you will ever get from me.

If you choose to throw away our friendship, you can take the responsibility," and Mrs.Dillingham hid her face in her handkerchief.
Mr.Belcher had been trying an experiment, and he had not succeeded--could not succeed; and there sat the beautiful, magnanimous woman before him, her heart torn as he believed with love for him, yet loyal to her ideas of honor as they related to a confiding child! How beautiful she was! Vexed he certainly was, but there was a balm for his vexation in these charming revelations of her character.
"Well," he said rising, and in his old good-natured tone, "there's no accounting for a woman.