"_If_ I want you--Beryl Lynch! It was too dreadful living here all alone
with only Mr. Tubbs and Harkness and Mrs. Budge. But, Beryl, I think
maybe everything will be different now; the first thing I knew after I
fainted was that Mrs. Budge was crying! Think of it, Beryl,
_crying_--and over me! And Mr. Tubbs ran away."
"Really, truly?"
"Yes--the poor thing was scared silly. He didn't tell a soul he was
going and after he reached New York he telephoned."
"Dale says everyone at the Mills is talking about you, Robin--and what
you did."
"Why," Robin's face sobered, "I didn't do--anything."
"Well, Dale says your going in to poor old Granny the way you did has
made everyone like you. And they were getting awfully worked up against
the Forsyths and the Mills. I will admit it seems funny to me--making
such a fuss over such a little thing. I wish--as long as you're all
right now--you had done something real heroic, like jumping into the
river to save someone or going into a burning building."
"Oh, I'd have never had the courage to do _that_," protested Robin,
shuddering.
At that moment the nurse put her head in the door.
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