The Death Wish. Elisabeth Sanxay Holding

dear girl—on the contrary! I never forget the things you’ve said. I can assure everyone that I’d never be where I am, if it hadn’t been for you.”

      It seemed to Hugh astounding that Mrs. Whitestone didn’t see. …Mrs. Luff began to talk again, Delancey responded to her. No one seemed to have understood that note in Whitestone’s voice, the look on his face.

      Hugh himself was so disturbed that Mrs. Luff’s move to go home was a great relief to him. He wanted to think over all this, in quiet. They went out to the car, the Whitestones standing silhouetted in their lighted doorway. Luff was helping his wife in, when Elsie touched Hugh’s sleeve. He turned quickly.

      “I’d like to speak to you,” she said, in a whisper.

      “Now?” he asked. “Shall we walk?”

      “No. I’d rather—I’ll come to your room after they’ve gone to bed,” she said, and got into the car.