"And that was another reason why I was afraid to tell the truth last night," said Mary. "If you were business enemies—bitter ones, I mean—and you found out that you had father's daughter here—well, that has nothing to do with getting Bobby away, has it?"
"He'll go presently."
"Presently isn't soon enough!" Mary informed her captor. "I sent for Wilkins to tell you that he must go now!"
"But the boy is distracted and——"
"About me?"
"Yes."
"Is he really suffering?" Mary asked.
"I think so."
The girl considered very thoughtfully indeed.
"Maybe I'd better go out there and quiet him, poor little boy!" she said staggeringly. "He'll believe me if I tell him the truth and——"