"What has happened ?" Sampson, like the devil he was, laughed when it was too late.

He had good impulses, but they never interfered with his sardonic humor.

He paced the little room, shrugging his shoulders, offering no explanation.
Sally appeared about ready to collapse and I could not have told Sally's lie to Miss Sampson to save my life.
"Diane, your father and I broke in on a little Romeo and Juliet scene," said George Wright with a leer.

Then Miss Sampson's dark gaze swept from George to her father, then to Sally's attire and her shamed face, and finally to me.

What effect the magnificent wrath and outraged trust in her eyes had upon me! "Russ, do they dare insinuate you came to Sally's room ?" For myself I could keep silent, but for Sally I began to feel a hot clamoring outburst swelling in my throat.
"Sally confessed it, Diane," replied Wright.
"Sally!" A shrinking, shuddering disbelief filled Miss Sampson's voice.
"Diane, I told you I loved him--didn't I ?" replied Sally.