Suddenly it occurred to her he might think Cynthia worse than she had been.
"Never mind," said Lloyd--"never mind.

I know what you did.

You held your blessed little tongue to save somebody else, and let yourself be blamed." The door which led into the sitting-room opened, and Andrew looked in.
He made a shy motion when he saw Lloyd; still, he came forward.

His own callers had gone, and he had heard voices in the parlor, and had feared Granville Joy was calling upon Ellen.
As he came forward, Ellen introduced him shyly.

"This is Mr.Lloyd, father," she said.