It will be
pleasanter for all hands."
Which was just what Harley wanted. The Willards were of course not
conscious of the fact, though Mrs. Willard's sympathy with Marguerite
led her to suspect that such was the case; for that such was the case
was what Marguerite feared.
"We are being forced, Dorothy," she said, as she stepped on the yacht
two days later.
"Well, what if we are? It's pleasanter going this way than by rail,
isn't it?" Mrs. Willard replied, with some impatience. "If we owe
all this to Stuart Harley, we ought to thank him for his kindness.
According to your theory he could have sent us up on a hot, dusty
train, and had a collision ready for us at New London, in order to
kill off a few undesirable characters and give his hero a chance to
distinguish himself. I think that even from your own point of view
Mr. Harley is behaving in a very considerate fashion."
"No doubt you think so," returned Marguerite, spiritedly. "But it's
different with you. You are settled in life. Your husband is the
man of your choice; you are happy, with everything you want.
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