You can understand that." "Yes." Grace had grown very pale at the possibility of the tender romance of her Golden Summer being held up even to the little world of Oakdale as a subject for gossip and possibly harsh criticism.

Seized with a blessed thought she said: "There is one person at least whom I think we ought to take into our confidence.

That person is David Nesbit.
He and Tom have always been like brothers.

He will help us.

I'll write him now, before I go home, and ask _him_ to telegraph Mr.Mackenzie.