"I suppose not," Elizabeth had said. "Besides, it would only place the facts in the possession of one more person."
"Yes."
"We might consult Gordon Marriott. He would sympathize--and help."
"Yes, that might do."
"But not yet," she had said, "Not till I've tried my plan."
"Your plan? What is it?"
"To see John Eades--for me to see John Eades."
She had hung her head--she could not help it, and her father had shown some indignation.
"Not for worlds!" he had said. "Not for worlds!"
"But I'm going."