"
"And what business would you have to read out anybody's letter to a company
of people? I am glad to hear that you feel ashamed, for well you may! Come
downstairs at once, unless you want everyone to cut you forever."
Gussie followed her sister into the dining-room, and she set about her
duties as well as she could, but finding that Traverse was not in the room
she soon felt more at ease.
Dexie felt that she must see Mr. Traverse before the rest entered the
parlor. She had been so astonished at his bold claim of ownership that for
a moment she could not understand it, but the truth flashed on her mind
that he had done it to shield her, and she blessed him for it.
Guy looked round as the door opened, and coming forward he took the tray
she carried in her hands and set it on a small table near, saying:
"Is this for both of us, Miss Dexie? Sit here," and he placed a screen to
hide them from the gaze of intruders; then coming over to her side, drew
the letter from his pocket, saying: "Forgive me, Miss Dexie, for claiming
your property; it is yours, is it not?"
"Unfortunately, yes; and you were more than kind to shield me as you did,"
and she put the cause of the trouble in the deepest corner of her pocket.
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