The tangle will right itself in time." "Poor Mr.Grant is suffering," she ventured to murmur.
"And a good thing, too.

It will steady him.

Hurry, please.

I'll wait here till you are behind a locked door." "No one in Steynholme will hurt me," she said.
"You never can tell.

I'm not taking any chances to-night, however." So Doris sped swiftly up the hill.