Mr.
Rand, I know, is at home." "Yes," answered Jacqueline, rising, "but he is much engaged to-night with--with a friend.

Did Joab not tell you ?" "Mammy Chloe let me in.

I did not see Joab.

I am sorry--" He hesitated.

There came a blast of wind that rattled the boughs of the maple outside the window.