"I'm very glad," Mrs. Brace commented, a terrible satisfaction in her voice. "He pays me—at last."
In the music room Dr. Garnet had just given Lucille and Hastings a favourable report on Berne Webster's condition.
"I should so like to tell him," she said, her glance entreating; "if you'll let me! Wouldn't he get well much faster if he knew it—knew the suspense was all over—that neither he nor father's suspected any more?"
"I think," the doctor gave his opinion with exaggerated deliberation, "it might—in fact, it really will be his best medicine."
She thanked him, stars swimming in her eyes.