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But, as it was, she only felt that something had hit her a blow that strikes the heart and threatens some dreadful thing. The next moment the blood rushed to her cheeks, relieved that pressure, and she was ready even for such an insulting charge. Mrs. Salvey was again called, and this time she was not interrupted.

Lawyer Reed was on his feet and ready to interrupt, but the judge motioned him to silence. "I took her away because I feared the treatment was not what she needed, and I had others offered," replied Mrs. Salvey. "Other medical treatment?" asked the judge. "Yes," answered the mother. "Then she is being cared for?" and judge Cowles looked sharply at the children's agent.

Salvey bowed, but did not trust herself to speak. She felt humiliated, wronged, and was now conscious of that deeper pang stifled justice. Judge Cowles would be fair and she would be brave. Cecilia, young and inexperienced as she was, felt a glad surprise in the words of the judge; if he knew Mrs. Salvey he must know her to be a good mother.

"Oh, we all do, more or less," spoke Jack. "Only some of us are more upright than others in the way we acknowledge it." They were turning up to the Salvey cottage. Cecilia pointed it out. "You must expect to sign the promise book," she said. "That is a condition of admittance." "So Cora told me. Well, I'll sign. Can't tell which name may win the prize." "Of course I'll see Wren first.

Straight to the private sanitarium they went these two motor girls. Miss Brown helped carry the table up to Wren's bedside. At the sight of it Wren uttered a scream then the shock did what medical skill often fails to do. Wren Salvey sprang out of bed, touched a spring in the table and a drawer jerked open. "There!" she shrieked, holding up a paper. "The will!" Then she fell back exhausted.

Well, I just told Mrs. Salvey to answer the summons and go to court. It will be the best thing that ever happened to have her get her real story before the public." "But what about yourself ?" asked Hazel. "They will ask you how old you are, and what is your occupation " "And my friends will all fall dead." Cecilia did not appear worried at the prospect.

I wanted to be on time," replied the woman, stepping down from the porch. "Well, you cannot ride in two cars," called young Roland, "and this is if I must be impolite the best machine, Aunt Salvey." "But you had an appointment with me," pressed Cecilia, pretending to joke. "I would not trust even Mr. Roland to get you there on time, so I came myself."

"You are all lovely," she declared, "and I always like blue eyes!" Mrs. Salvey added her felicitations to those of her little daughter. "This has indeed been a most enjoyable visit," she said, "and I hope you will all try to keep your strange promise. I believe where one is so serious as is Wren something good is sure to result. If we could find that table "

She told in a straight-forward manner of the illness of her little girl, of her own difficulty in obtaining sufficient money to have the child treated medically, and of how her husband's cousin, Wilbur Roland, senior member of the firm of Roland, Reed & Company, had come forward and offered her assistance. "Then why," asked the judge, "did you take the child away?" Mrs. Salvey looked at Cecilia.

Salvey, while the judge frowned at Rob and warned him to be careful or he might be fined for contempt of court. The mother turned to Cecilia. "This young girl can corroborate my statement," she answered. As Cecilia stood up the reporters actually left their places and very quietly glided up to seats near the trembling girl. "Would they make a scandal of it?" she was thinking.