“Oh, my dear, you should not bring them home. You know how Martha dislikes trying experiments. My dear, what is the matter?”

“Oh, nothing—nothing, only Vane was talking to me, and it set me thinking whether I have done right in trusting Deering as I have.”

Aunt Hannah looked as troubled as the doctor now, and sighed and shook her head.

“No,” cried the doctor firmly, “I will not doubt him. He is a gentleman, and as honest as the day.”

“Yes,” said Aunt Hannah quietly, “but the most honourable people are not exempt from misfortune.”

“My dear Hannah,” cried the doctor, “don’t talk like that. Why it would ruin Vane’s prospects if anything went wrong.”

“And ours too,” said Aunt Hannah sadly, just as Vane was still thinking of balloons.


Chapter Eighteen.