And three such women!
But Mrs. Eppingwell and the mistake she made. She spoke of the affair,
tentatively, to Sitka Charley, who had sold dogs to the Greek girl. But
no names were mentioned. The nearest approach to it was when Mrs.
Eppingwell said, "This--er--horrid woman," and Sitka Charley, with the
model-woman strong in his thoughts, had echoed, "--er--horrid woman." And
he agreed with her, that it was a wicked thing for a woman to come
between a man and the girl he was to marry. "A mere girl, Charley," she
said, "I am sure she is. And she is coming into a strange country
without a friend when she gets here. We must do something." Sitka
Charley promised his help, and went away thinking what a wicked woman
this Loraine Lisznayi must be, also what noble women Mrs. Eppingwell and
Freda were to interest themselves in the welfare of the unknown Flossie.
Now Mrs. Eppingwell was open as the day. To Sitka Charley, who took her
once past the Hills of Silence, belongs the glory of having memorialized
her clear-searching eyes, her clear-ringing voice, and her utter
downright frankness. Her lips had a way of stiffening to command, and
she was used to coming straight to the point.
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