“I hope it’s not I who have harmed Mrs. Cramer,� faltered Tibby.
“No, no, child! Not you! You have done good work. I wish I had been here earlier.�
Tibby lifted Mrs. Cramer’s white face in her arms and whispered softly to her. “He has gone, and will never harm nor frighten you again.�
“Mark did not kill him?� she questioned.
“No, only frightened him away. Mark is here.�
“You will not let him come again,� she said, looking with appealing eyes into Tibby’s face.
“Never!� said Tibby with finality.
With a sigh of relief she sank back upon her pillow, and after a time, Tibby, believing her asleep, stole softly away.
“I’ve been a brute to frighten Alice so,� Mark said as Tibby came out.
“No, it was Russell that frightened her. I wish before I wakened him I had driven him out and told him not to stop going,� Tibby replied.