She kept her eyes fastened upon them.
"What time did you start ?" said she presently, in a harsh voice, which seemed to rudely shock the stillness.

She did not turn her eyes.
"I--came--on the first--train," answered Lois, pantingly.

Once in a while she stole furtive, wildly questioning glances at her mother, but her mother never met them.

She continued to look at the talking men on the sidewalk.
"Mother," began Lois finally, in a desperate voice.

But just then Mr.
Tuxbury had reappeared, and conducted them to his parlor.
The parlor had lace curtains and a Brussles carpet, and looked ornate to Mrs.Field and Lois.