"Some people would think it was wrong, Sarah," I had to say after a while.
She gave a little groan and shut her lips tight. When we entered the house May was there, with her children.
"Why, my land!" she exclaimed on seeing us. "What brings you people back so soon? Sarah looks sick!"
Sarah was ready to faint again. May helped her up to her room, and I went into my study. Pretty soon May came down to me.
"What's the matter with Sarah, Van?" she asked sharply. "She seems all queer and out of her head."
Then I told her what had happened.
"Did you see the piece in the paper?" I asked at the end.
May shook her head. "But I shouldn't wonder if Sarah had seen it."
"Why do you think so?" I asked.
"Why, she seemed troubled about something yesterday when she came into the house after she had been downtown shopping. She asked me whether I generally believed the things I saw in the papers. I asked her what kind of things, and she said,—'Scandals about people in business.' I thought it was queer at the time."