“Was it as bad as that? I must have alarmed you very much.”
“No,” said the girl with the simple directness which he had admired in her from the first. “I was frightened; but that was not why I was crying.”
“Has Everard been with you?”
“Yes.”
“Miss Helga,” said Dick soberly, “will you believe that I am your friend?”
“I don’t know,” replied the girl dubiously. “Why did you bring your brother down here?”
“Do you remember, I said to you that I wished I had a sister like you? That is why.”
Helga flushed deeply. “It was not fair,” she said. “Miss Johnston, is there any reason why you should not marry my brother?”
“Yes.”
“Is it because some day you may marry Mr. Haynes?”