Mrs. Lancaster at first had smiled at the girl's enthusiasm, but before Lois had finished, she had drifted away.
"He would--he would," she repeated, pensively.
"Then that poor girl--what he did for her. I just--" Lois paused, seeking for a word--"trust him!"
Mrs. Lancaster smiled.
"You may," she said. "That is exactly the word."
"Tell me, what was he like when--you first knew him?"
"I don't know--why, he was--he was just what he is now--you could have trusted him--"
"Why didn't you marry him?" asked Lois, her eyes on the other's face.
Mrs. Lancaster looked at her with almost a gasp.
"Why, Lois! What are you talking about? Who says--?"