That's all." Slone's dark, steady gaze disconcerted Lucy.

"But, no one knows me, and we've been alone in secret." "It's not altogether--that.

I--I told Auntie," faltered Lucy.
"Yes, just lately." "Lin Slone, I'll never forgive you if you ask Dad that," declared Lucy, with startling force.
"I reckon that's not so important." "Oh!--so you don't care." Lucy felt herself indeed in a mood not comprehensible to her.

Her blood raced.

She wanted to be furious with Slone, but somehow she could not wholly be so.