"Yes."
"How? tell me, quick!"
"Ask Uncle Stillinghast for the key," said May, while a flash of merriment lit up her eyes.
"Excuse me, ma'am," said Helen, curtseying:
"I leave all such exploits to people who are anxious to become martyrs. I have no such ambition."
CHAPTER VIII.
TROUBLED WATERS.
"Where are you gadding to now?" said Mr. Stillinghast, who had encountered May and Helen at the hall-door, on their way out to church. "Where are you both going?"
"We are going to mass, sir," said May, in her usual quiet, pleasant way.
"One of you stay in. I won't have the house left so; do you stay, for you are for ever gadding," he said sharply to May.