Viola reached home after leaving Mae at the cottage in a whirl of conflicting emotions—pride in her dead husband’s heroism, anger at her father’s duplicity.
“How excited you look, Viola. I believe you were imprudent in going out this afternoon,” cried the judge, solicitously.
Viola’s somber gray eyes flashed sudden lightning as she cried:
“I would not have missed going for anything in the world, for I have found out two very important things today.”
Aunt Edwina cried out instantly with lively curiosity:
“What were they, my dear?”
“Oh, auntie, how surprised you will be when I tell you that I have found out who saved my life that day on the ice when I came so near being drowned!” proudly.
Mrs. Herman groaned to herself:
“Oh, dear, is that romance going to crop up again?” But aloud she said, placidly: “Yes, dear!”
Viola threw her arms about the old lady, and cried, sobbingly: