It was high noon, the next day, when Archie walked into the Lodge. Theodora met him with a little, glad outcry.
"Archie! Did you come for me?"
"It looks like it. What's more, I've brought good news."
"What?"
"Billy is cleared, and I left the whole family munching humble pie."
"Archie!" And Theodora cast herself into his arms and wept hysterically.
The young man looked half abashed, half pleased, at his burden.
"Go easy, now, Ted," he remonstrated. "Don't take all the starch out of my collar, you know."
"Who did it?" she demanded.
"Phebe."