Then Betty knew she might go to him.

She went and knelt down and put her arm round him.
"Ughtred," she said, "cry, if you like, I should do it, if I were you.
But I tell you it can all be altered--and it shall be." He seemed quite like a little boy when he put out his hand to hers and spoke sobbingly: "She--she says--that because you have only just come from America--and in America people--can do things--you will think you can do things here--and you don't know.

He will tell lies about you lies you can't bear.

She sat wringing her hands when she thought of it.

She won't let you be hurt because you want to help her." He stopped abruptly and clutched her shoulder.
"Aunt Betty! Aunt Betty--whatever happens--whatever he makes her seem like--you are to know that it is not true.