"What of it ?" "But don't you see ?" Mildred's well-tutored voice, though modulated and repressed even in her present emotion, nevertheless had a tendency to quaver.

"It's true.

Frank Dowling was going to see her one evening and he saw Arthur sitting on the stoop with her, and didn't go in.

And Ella used to go to school with a girl who lives across the street from here.
She told Ella----" "Oh, I understand," Mrs.Palmer interrupted.

"Suppose he does go there.
My dear, I said, 'What of it ?'" "I don't see what you mean, mama.