Yet in his loyalty to old memories there was mingled no resentment for past injury.

"Of course not," he said, with a smile that was, however, still thoughtful.

"Why should I?
Only I ought to tell you that Susy Peyton is living with her adopted parents not ten miles from here, and it might reach their ears.

She's quite a young lady now, and if I wouldn't tell her story to strangers, I don't think YOU ought to, Jim." He said this so pleasantly that even the skeptical Jim forgot what he believed were the "airs and graces" of self-abnegation, and said, "Let's go inside, and I'll introduce you," and turned to the house.

But Clarence Brant drew back.