"Oh, yes, but he'll make another!" she thought.

"Don't I know how he is--all tired and nervous and unstrung?
If my explanation doesn't seem real he'll fly up and leave me, and then we'll be through!" She clenched the letter and told herself that her explanation must be real.

It was her one chance--she must take time, and get good sensible advice.

Joe had Fanny Carr about.

That was certain.