What he had to say needed more explanation than he felt equal to making, and he decided to send Mrs.Levering as his spokesman.

Being a relative, she understood the situation he wanted to make plain, and he felt she could deal with the subject better than he.

So that afternoon, Mrs.Levering came over on his errand.

Mrs.Ware and Mary were sewing, and she plunged at once into her story.
Professor Carnes had been left the guardian of a fifteen-year-old niece, who was born into the world with a delicate constitution, an unhappy disposition and the proverbial gold spoon in her mouth as far as finances were concerned.

The poor professor felt that he had been left with something worse than a white elephant on his hands, for he knew absolutely nothing about girls, and Marion, with her morbid, super-sensitive temperament, was a constant puzzle to him.