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She did not like to believe that Neil had a fault, and still
she felt that her father might be right, and that Neil _was_ ashamed of
them. Something in his manner since they came to London, would indicate
as much, and her heart was very sore with a sense of something lost, and
there were tears on her long eyelashes as she bent over the darn, too
much absorbed in her own thoughts to hear the step on the stairs or know
that any one was coming until there was a tap at the open door, and
looking up she saw Jack Trevellian standing before her. Mrs. Buncher,
who was her own waitress, had bidden him "go right up," and as the door
was ajar he stood for an instant on the upper landing and heard Archie
say:
"You were fifteen last March. You are very beautiful, and Neil McPherson
knows it, and if you had a fortune he might seek to be more than your
cousin, but as it is don't attach much importance to what he says and
does or be disappointed at what he does not do."
"The old cove has hit it," Jack thought; "he understands Neil to a dot.


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