Good-by, Mr.Wayne." She held out her long, white hand to him.

Mrs.
Wayne was trying to make her position clearer to Mathilde, but Pete thought this an undesirable moment for such an attempt.
Partly as an assertion of his rights, partly because she looked so young and helpless, he stopped and kissed her.
"I'll come and see you about half-past ten tomorrow morning," he said very clearly, so that every one could hear.

Adelaide looked blank; she was thinking that on Pringle she could absolutely depend.

Wayne saw his mother and Lanley bow to each other, and the next moment he had contrived to get her out of the house.
Mathilde rushed away to her own room, and Adelaide and her father were left alone.

She turned to him with one of her rare caresses.
"Dear Papa," she said, "what a comfort you are to me! What should I do without you?
You'll never desert me, will you ?" And she put her head on his shoulder.