Lassie laughed. "No, I don't," she said, very positively; "I'm awfully sorry for them both, but I cannot believe in them."
"Alva does."
"Yes,—but Alva—"
"Yes, well,—go on."
"I mustn't. Indeed I mustn't. I promised, and this time I must keep my word. But Alva has a reason for believing in them."
"Is it a good reason?"
Lassie reflected. "No," she said, finally; "I don't think that it is a good reason at all."
They were at the hotel door now.
"Well, I'm sorry for Alva," said Ingram, "because I hate to see ideals shattered."
"Oh, but they may justify her faith."