“Mrs. Ascott, you mustn’t listen to what I am saying,” she floundered.
“Won’t you call me Judith, now that I am no longer Mrs. Ascott?”
Mrs. Trench laughed foolishly.
“I forgot that you and Larimore were married last night. I’ll forget my own name if I have to live in this nightmare much longer.”
“Perhaps you can get it off your mind if you go to Bromfield for a few weeks. I am sure Dr. Schubert and Nanny will look after—”
“I never want to see Bromfield again.”
II
Judith put the puzzle aside and went home to dress for the train. At the station she kissed David and said, reassuringly:
“Don’t brood over it, father. Eileen will come through without a blemish.”
“If there is any one who can save her it is you. We had to get her away from her mother. Not that I blame my wife for this. She is the most conscientious woman I have ever known, the most positive in her convictions of morality. She has always set a good example for her children.”