Mama--it was Alice Adams." Mrs.Palmer set her little coffee-cup upon the table beside her, calmly following her own motion with her eyes, and not seeming to realize with what serious entreaty her daughter's gaze was fixed upon her.

Mildred repeated the last sentence of her revelation, and introduced a stress of insistence.
"Mama, it WAS Alice Adams!" But Mrs.Palmer declined to be greatly impressed, so far as her appearance went, at least; and to emphasize her refusal, she smiled indulgently.

"What makes you think so ?" "Henrietta told me yesterday." At this Mrs.Palmer permitted herself to laugh softly aloud.

"Good heavens! Is Henrietta a soothsayer?
Or is she Arthur's particular confidante ?" "No.

Ella Dowling told her." Mrs.Palmer's laughter continued.