And a short but agitated silence followed which Mr. Orcutt broke at last by saying:
"Are these all the facts you have to give me?"
She started, cast him a quick look, bowed her head, and replied:
"Yes."
There was something in the tone of this assertion that made him repeat his question.
"Are these all the facts you have to give me?"
Her answer came ringing and emphatic now.
"Yes," she avowed—"all."
With a look of relief, slowly smoothing out the deep furrows of his brow, Mr. Orcutt, for the second time, walked thoughtfully away in evident consultation with his own thoughts. This time he was gone so long, the suspense became almost intolerable to Imogene. Feeling that she could endure it no longer, she followed him at last, and laid her hand upon his arm.
"Speak," she impetuously cried. "Tell me what you think; what I have to expect."