“Isn’t it great that you know Ev?” he pursued. “I’m so glad that I sent for him to come down.”
“You sent for him?” cried the girl in a tone that straightened up Dick like a pin.
“Certainly. Why not?”
“To see Helga, I suppose.”
“Yes.”
“Of course you assumed that she was dying to see him.”
“Not in the least,” said Dick, with some spirit “Just to give him his fair chance.”
“You didn’t think of being fair toward anyone else?”
“Toward whom?”
“Miss Johnston herself, in the first place. One expects a certain degree of delicacy even from—from——”