"Please tell her I was here, and--and was very sorry I didn't see her." Her lip quivered like that of a grieved child.
Patience turned on the light, then went over to where Miss Rawle stood.
"Do you wish me to give you a piece of good advice ?" she asked with abrupt frankness, placing her hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Yes," responded Miss Rawle in a halfhearted manner.
"Then don't leave any word for Miss West, and don't put yourself within speaking distance of her for at least a week." "But--I can't do that.

She wouldn't understand----" "All the better for you," cut in Patience's crisp voice.

"You are very fond of Miss West, aren't you ?" Miss Rawle nodded.

"She is so bright and clever and says such smart things, and can write.

I adore cleverness.