"Were there--so many mistakes ?" Mannering's face softened.

He was half ashamed of his irritation.

He answered her kindly.
"Scarcely any, Hester," he answered.

"Your typing is always excellent." Her anxiety was only half allayed.
"There is nothing else wrong ?" she demanded, breathlessly.
"Nothing whatever," he assured her.

"Where is your mother ?" She sat down.