"Why should you think that? You are so quick to judge people, and think yourself so mighty clever over it," said Mrs. Marchant.
Instead of the usual saucy answer, Bessie was silent. Was she learning the same lesson Phebe had been learning?
CHAPTER V
WILL GOD ANSWER?
Miss Lizzie Lawson soon found that the trouble which had befallen her sister Phebe was one which, at least for a time, could not be talked about.
"What is the matter with you, Phebe?" she asked anxiously, as she caught sight of the weary-looking face.
"I have had a very bad night."
"Where is Ralph?"
"I do not know." Then suddenly throwing her arms round her sister's neck and kissing her, Phebe said, "Lizzie, dear, I'll tell you all in a day or two, but I cannot now. You'll trust me, won't you? And do not say anything to father."