And without waiting for a reply Mrs. Stillwell swept by us and up the stairs.
I took Mr. Mason into the parlor, a room that I hardly knew, although I had lived in the house about two years. Presently Gus came down the stairs.
"You here!" he exclaimed. "What brought you? Haven't you done harm enough?"
"I don't want to do harm. I thought I might just see your father, and then go away."
"Well, he just asked for you," was Gus's unexpected reply. "But ma said you weren't to be let up."
"If he asked I'm going," I said with a sudden determination.
I ran up the stairs at once. At the head I met Mrs. Stillwell.
"Where are you going?" she asked coldly.
"To see Uncle Felix."
"Well, I guess you are not!"