Up out of these depths came a whisper, like a ray of light, and it said to her that there was more hope for Lin Slone than he had ever had in one of his wildest dreams.
"Lin, if you tell Dad--then he'll know--and there WON'T be any hope for you!" cried Lucy, honestly.
If Slone caught the significance of her words he did not believe it.
"I'm goin' to Bostil after the race an' ask him.

That's settled," declared Slone, stubbornly.
At this Lucy utterly lost her temper.

"Oh! you--you fool!" she cried.
Slone drew back suddenly as if struck, and a spot of dark blood leaped to his lean face.

"No! It seems to me the right way." "Right or wrong there's no sense in it--because--because.

Oh! can't you see ?" "I see more than I used to," he replied.