Her tragic eyes moved till they rested on his.
“Sad! When I think of my old home and my dear father in Michigan——”
“I thought you said Connecticut,” interrupted Diana.
Heloise was a quick thinker.
“Mother lives there,” she said gently. “Poppa is in Michigan. They’re living apart.”
“I see,” said Diana helpfully, “happily separated. Most of one’s friends are. It is so convenient for everybody—it simply means if you keep on good terms with both, that you double the number of your friends. You must feel rather nice about returning to America—having two homes that will welcome you.”
Heloise looked hard at the girl. She was never quite sure whether she was being very serious or very sarcastic. Other people disliked Diana for the same reason.
“So you’re going home?” Dempsi roused himself to take a benevolent interest in Aunt Lizzie.
“Yes, I’m going back to a new life, thanks to Miss Ford,” she said quietly. “Some day this life will seem like a bad dream; I shall forget everything, except those who have robbed me of that which was dearer than life itself.”
The embarrassed Diana made her escape.