You mark my words, son, the feller that plays with fire takes chances.

So don't be TOO sociable with any of the tribe." And the very next afternoon the dangerous person herself called and she and I spent an hour in Mother's room, where the three of us chatted like old friends.

She had the rare power of making one forget self and personal worries and I could readily understand why Mother had been so completely won by her.

She was bright and cheery and sympathetic.

Here there was no trace of the pride of class and the arrogance which had caused me to hate her so heartily at first.