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"Maybe, I have acquired several accomplishments that you do not know of. It has been a long time since you knew me," he answered lightly. As they turned, his eyes fell on Wickersham. He was standing where they had left him, his eyes fastened on them malevolently. As Keith looked he started and turned away. Mrs. Lancaster had also seen him. "What is there between you and Ferdy?" she asked.
He wanted to ask Wickersham about another girl who was uppermost in his thoughts, but something restrained him. He could not bear to hear her name on his lips. By a curious coincidence, Wickersham suddenly said: "You used to teach at old Rawson's. Did you ever meet a girl named Yorke Alice Yorke? She was down this way once." Keith said that he had met "Miss Yorke."
"If I can sarve ye any time, sind worrd to Precin't XX, and I'll be proud to do it." As Keith and Lois walked slowly homeward, Lois gave him an account of her interview with Wickersham. Only she did not tell him of his kissing her the first time. She tried to minimize the insult now, for she did not know what Keith might do. He had suddenly grown so quiet.
"You know that is not true?" "Don't you believe him," said the other, gravely. Her eyes, as they rested on the girl's face, had a very soft light in them. "Well, we must make it up," she said presently. "You are going to Mrs. Wickersham's?" she asked suddenly. "Yes; Cousin Louise is going and says I must go. Mr. Wickersham will not be there, you know." "Yes." She drifted off into a reverie.
Then, whether it was that the very frankness of the speech struck home to him or that he wished to secure a fragment of esteem from Keith, he recovered himself. "I don't expect any money for it, Mr. Keith. I don't want any money for it. I will not only show you this paper, I will give it to you." "It is not yours to give," said Keith. "It belongs to Mrs. Wickersham.
"Now you see precisely what I wish," he said, as he finished stating the case and unfolding his plan. "It may not be necessary for him even to appear, but I wish him to be on hand in case I should need his service. If Wickersham does not accede to my demand, I shall arrest him for the fraud I have mentioned.
Will she get well?" "I trust so. She has been under some strain. It is almost as if she had had a shock." Keith's mind sprang back to that evening in the Park, and he cursed Wickersham in his heart. "Possibly she has had some strain on her emotions?" Keith did not know.
"I don't care if he doesn't, she'd ought to," urged Mrs. Wickersham, with maternal logic. There was a sound of strained, ineffectual coughing in the front room. Mrs. Wickersham left her work and hurried away. When she came back Em was sitting on the doorstep with her forehead in her hands.
Wickersham, "it does Bobby Burnit great credit that he did not marry the creature. Of course I shall invite him to our affair next Friday night." After that there could be no further question of Bobby's standing, though without the firm support of Agnes he might possibly have been ostracised, for a time at least.
The world was better than he had been accounting it. He even considered more leniently than he had done Mrs. Wentworth's allowing Ferdy Wickersham to hang around her. It suddenly flashed on him that, perhaps, Ferdy was in love with Lois Huntington. Crash! went his kind feelings, his kind thoughts. The idea of Ferdy making love to that pure, sweet, innocent creature! It was horrible!
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