"
"You are mistaken, Sylvia!" cried Mrs. Witherspoon. "Mr. Shirley so
seldom goes out, and he had said he didn't think he would come!"
"I am willing to accept that explanation," said Sylvia, politely,
"but you must help me out now that the embarrassing accident has
happened."
Nor did it avail Mrs. Witherspoon to plead her guests and their
score. "You may be sure they don't care about the score," said
Sylvia. "They'd much prefer you stayed here, so that you can tell
them how Frank and I behaved."
And then, while Mrs. Witherspoon was getting herself together,
Sylvia turned upon the other conspirator. "We will now hold one of
my eugenics classes," she said, and added, to Frank, "Mrs. Armistead
told me that you wanted to join my class."
"I don't understand," replied Frank, at a loss.
"I will explain," said Sylvia. "It is not a very refined joke they
have in the town. Mrs. Armistead meant to say that she credits a
disgraceful story that was circulated about you when we were
engaged, and which my people made use of to make me break our
engagement. I am glad to have a chance to tell you that I have
investigated and satisfied myself that the story was not true.
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