She worked with me, she
planned, she denied herself everything to give me all that you might
wish for in a--"
"My dear, you had everything to begin with," he began gallantly, but
she checked him with a shake of her head.
"No, I did not. True, I had not been brought up as other circus
children were. But I had a point of view that required years of
training to destroy. We won't speak of my father. I don't like to
think of him. David, as we used to know him, you and I. There was a
time when he was different--and I loved him. But that was long before.
I--I think he has gone out of my life altogether."
David realized then and there that she should not be kept in the dark
regarding her father's whereabouts and designs. She was sensible, she
was made of strong timber. She could face the conditions, no matter
what they proved to be.
The thought was responsible for the irrelevant remark that followed.
"I must have a word or two with Mrs. Braddock before I leave to-
night."
She looked up quickly. "A word concerning--you and me?" she asked.
"Yes."
Her eyes were lowered again, this time with some of the life gone from
them.
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