us from that kind of fire. That's all I have to say. I don't speak of his rudeness to me. I am nobody. He treated Fay as if she was just an ordinary girl. No sense of the difference in their positions. A dreadful young man! He spoiled everything. So different from Mr. Whittall. He is such a gentleman. You never catch him making a vulgar display of his feelings!"
Fay had recovered her speech. "That incident is closed," she said. "Frank was simply a thorn in my side."
But Mme. Storey would
though she must have known Darius Whittall better than I did. She enfolded the girl in her arms, and murmured her good wishes.
Meanwhile Mrs. Brunton in the background was talking away like steam puffing out of a boiling kettle. I perceived a certain glint of anxiety in the old lady's eye; she knew