"No, indeed! The safety of my family is at stake!"
Raymond was inwardly angry, but he sat down and defiantly spread his hands.
Joan regarded them silently for a dramatic moment, then she quietly opened her own.
"Isn't this odd," she said, "there is a line in your hand and mine—alike!"
Every eye was fixed on the four hands.
"Right here——" Joan traced it.
"What does it mean?" Martin asked.
"Capacity for friendship; that we are rather daring; not afraid of many things—but canny enough to know——"
"What, Joan?—out with it!" It was Doris who spoke.
"Canny enough—to distrust ourselves once in awhile."