“Sure I don’t blame ye, ye blessed baby,” he laughed.
She choked a little; it was so good to be championed.
“Mr. and Mrs. Bryce have gone for a conference with these men this morning, and we all hope they may settle it,” sighed Miss Watts.
“Where is this conference?”
“At Wally’s lawyer’s office,” said Isabelle.
“Get your hat, Cricket; we’ll go say a word or two at this conference.”
She looked at him inquiringly, and went for her wraps without a word.
“Oh, Captain O’Leary, we have needed you so!” exclaimed Miss Watts.
“Woman, woman, why didn’t ye cable me? As it is I took the first boat.”
“I know you and Isabelle want to be alone, but I’m so in disgrace now, with Mrs. Bryce, that I dare not let her go with you, unless I go.”