"I have written once. - I have been thinking, Miss Cardigan, that I must stop the writing."
"Altogether?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"His writing too?"
"Yes. My father and mother do not know - and I cannot ask them, - and -"
"You are right," Miss Cardigan answered sorrowfully. "And yet you will let your engagement stand, Daisy?"
"I cannot break my part of it, ma'am. I - nor they - cannot change what is, and what has been done. The future is in their hands - or in God's hands, rather."
Miss Cardigan sighed.
"And what then, dear, about the address?" she said.
"Because, Miss Cardigan, I am going there. I am going to
Washington."