"Not yet. I'll wait and think. I don't feel sure what I ought to do."
"Why, of course you ought to do what anybody else would do. As if it made any difference now—to him, I mean. Everybody does it always. The papers are yours, and you'll be expected to know what they are about."
Pattie moved towards the door.
"I should like to wait," she repeated gently. "It cannot matter to anybody except myself. I will have the things in my room—by-and-by."
"Well, I can only say I never came across such a girl!" declared Mrs. Cragg aloud, as Pattie went away.
[CHAPTER IX]
What Mr. Peterson
Had Said
THE sentence which Mrs. Cragg had read haunted her.
Not that she was able to recall the precise words. Her eyes had run over the lines hastily, and the fright of Pattie's unexpected return had left confused impressions. She was, however, disposed rather to magnify than to minimise what had been written, and one portion of the sentence recurred clearly, "I have resolved not to prosecute."