speak one word during the whole affair.

After a time she saw that Mr. Brassy was not in the room. Her aunt was
speaking to her:

"Maggie, dear--I'm so very sorry--so very sorry. But you know that you
will come to us and find a home there. You mustn't think about the
money--"

With a sudden impulse she arose, almost brushing her aunt aside.

"Ah! that's not it--that's not it!" she cried. Then, recovering herself
a little, she went on--"It's all right, Aunt Anne. I'm all right. I'm
going out for a little. If I'm not back for lunch, don't wait.
Something cold, anything, tell Ellen--"

At the sudden mention of that name she stopped, coloured a little,
turned away and left the room. In the hall she nearly ran against the
cook. The woman was standing there, motionless, breathing deeply, her
eyes fixed upon the dining-room. When she saw Maggie, she moved as
though she would speak, then something in the girl's face checked her.
She drew back into the shadow.

Maggie left the house.

The brother and sister, remaining in the room, walked towards one
another as though driven by some common need of sympathy and protection
against an outside power. Mathew Cardinal felt a genuine indignation
that had but seldom figured in his life before. He had hated his
brother, always, and never so greatly as at the moments of the man's
reluctant charity towards him. But now, in the first clean uplift of
his indignation, there was no self-congratulation at the justification
of his prophecies.

"I knew him for what he was. But that he could do this! He meant it to
hurt, too--that was like him all over. He had us in his mind. I wish
I'd never taken a penny from him. I'd rather have starved. Yes, I
would--far rather. I've been bad enough, but never a thing like that--"

His sister said quietly:

"He's dead, Mathew. We can do nothing. Maggie, poor child ..."

He approached for an instant more nearly than he had ever done. He took
her hand. There were tears in his eyes.

"It's good of you, Anne--to take her."

She withdrew her hand--very gently.

"I wish we'd taken her before. She must have had a terrible time here.
I'd never realised ..."

He stood away from her near the window, feeling suddenly ashamed of his
impetuosity.

"She's a strange girl," Anne Cardinal went on. "She didn't seem to feel
this,--or anything. She hasn't, I think, much heart. I'm afraid she may
find it a little difficult with us--"

Mathew was uncomfortable