"Horrid creature," cried Elsie, "don't mention his name! Now, Mary Harrington, don't forget for once in your life! If Grant knew that we had even one visit from a stranger he would be furious; if you let it out neither Elizabeth or I will ever speak to you again."
"My dear, I won't open my lips."
"Mind you don't, that's all; if you do, I'll be even with you, as sure as my name is Elsie."
"You need not be so ferocious."
"Oh, I hate to be scolded, and Grant would be dreadfully angry! I promised Bessie I would warn you, so be sure and remember."
"I'll swear it if you like."
"Bless me, don't be tragic! The matter is of no consequence to me, only Bess makes such a point of it; besides that, I dread to see Grant angry."
"He never could be angry with you," said Mrs. Harrington.
"Well, it would be just as bad if he scolded her."
"How good you are!" cried the widow. "You are just the dearest thing in the world."