The point is this----" "Bessie, I don't want to hear what you evidently ought not to know." "Yes, you must, because someone else needs your advice." "We won't trouble our minds about the someone else." Bessie had, however, inherited another characteristic trait of her father's.

She could ignore when she chose.

She chose now.
"I may as well put you in possession of the facts," she continued.

"A few weeks ago I was coming home by Pilgrim Road.

I was not hurrying because I was struck, as I always am struck--I don't suppose I am peculiar in this--by the first appearance of spring.