"I suppose it's constitutional," he replied; "they could not help their feelings."
"At least they might have concealed them," rejoined the girl, indignantly.
"Do you always conceal yours, Angel?"
"I do my best—I'm trying hard; I can with some things," she answered, "and if I were afraid, I'd rather die than show it."
"I am quite certain of that," he replied, "but you have a stout heart, I cannot fancy your being afraid of anything. I've a letter here for Mrs. Gordon—will you give it to her? It will explain——" he hesitated.
"—me," she supplemented briskly.
"Yes, she will be delighted to have you. She is very much alone, her husband is absorbed in his work—and they have no children."
"Is she nice?" inquired his companion.
"She is one of the best women I've ever known."
"Yet she may be extremely disagreeable," argued Angela.