And this was the aunt with whom Millicent Chyne lived.

This cheery little lady knew Jack Meredith and Guy Oscard; and Millicent Chyne's daily life was part of her existence.
"The West Coast," she answered vaguely.

She wanted time to think--to arrange things in her mind.

She was afraid of the mention of Jack's name in the presence of this woman of the world.

She did not mind Maurice or Guy Oscard--but it was different with a woman.