Poor Mr.Cunliffe was in such despair that I was obliged to offer my services.

It is far too much for me; but what can I do?
the parish must not suffer for Gladys's wilfulness.

Now if you could only explain things a little to Mr.
Cunliffe; he looked so hurt the other night when Gladys refused to take her old class.

No wonder he misses her, for she used to teach the children splendidly; but if he knew it was only a little temper on Gladys's part he would look over it and be friends with her again.

But you must have noticed yourself, Miss Garston, how little he had to say to her.' I had found it impossible to check Miss Darrell's loquacity or to edge in a single word; but as soon as her breath failed I rose to take my leave, and she did not seek to detain me.
'You will explain this to Mr.Cunliffe, for Gladys's sake,' she said, holding my hand.