For a long moment Faith Winton's clear eyes looked into his, and then went blank as she searched her own heart for an answer and found it.
"I will have it so—dear!" she said.
CHAPTER XXV
CROSS CURRENTS
Jean Mackay, rustling through the house with broom and duster after breakfast, came on her brother reading what at first glance she took to be a magazine. This gave her what was destined to be the first of a string of surprises, for Angus never loafed around the house.
"Shoo! Get out of here!" she said. "You'll get all choked with dust. I declare I don't know where all the dirt comes from."
In proof of her words she raised a cloud which made him cough. "Told you so," she said. "Do go somewhere else, Angus. You're only in my way."
"In a minute," he replied, frowning at his reading.
"Where did you go last night—to Faith's?"