"I'll go if Mitchy tells me." "But if he does fear," said her mother, "that there may be something in it-- ?" Mitchy jerked back to Mrs.Brook.

"Well, you see, I don't want to give way to my fear.

Suppose there SHOULD be something! Let me not know." She dealt with him tenderly.

"I see.

You couldn't--so soon--bear it." "Ah but, savez-vous," the Duchess interposed with some majesty, "you're horrid!" "Let them alone," Mitchy continued.