“Just what is it that you have been telling Isabelle, which sets her off on this ridiculous jaunt?” demanded Mrs. Bryce, insolently.
“I told her about my home, and my little sister, who is her age. She started off to find her,” answered Ann, simply.
“Do you think it is a part of your duty to set her against her parents?”
“I have never discussed her parents with her.”
“I’m sure Miss Barnes isn’t to blame, Max,” put in Wally.
“I think she is.” Mrs. Bryce cut him off. “You may take the noon train to town to-morrow, Miss Barnes.”
“Oh, I say, Max!” protested Wally.
“It’s all right, Mr. Bryce,” Ann said. “I hate to leave Isabelle, but what can I do to help her? She’s just doomed!”
“Doomed to live with us, Wally,” laughed Mrs. Bryce.