I told her so.

I didn't mention that a few days before she had implied that Leonard was a devil and she wished that he was dead, thereby proving to me, who knew Betty's uprightness, that Boyce and Boyce only was to blame in the matter.

It would have been a breach of confidence, and it would not have made my old friend any the happier.

It would have fired her with flaming indignation against Betty.
"Young people," said I, "must arrange their own lives." And we left it at that.

Now and then, afterwards, she enquired politely after Betty's health, and when Willie Connor was killed, she spoke to me very feelingly and begged me to convey to Betty the expression of her deep sympathy.