Margery's next words, however, set his troubled heart at rest in that
respect.
She looked up at him suddenly through her tears, saying shyly:
"There is another who cares for me, not knowing of this affair, one whom
I once thought I could love. Yesterday he wrote me a letter, asking for
my heart and hand.
"Last night I wrote him a reply, saying 'No,' and telling him why. I
shall destroy that letter to-night, thankful enough that I did not have
time to send it. And my answer will then be 'Yes.'"
"You have my best wishes for your happiness, little Margery," said
Lester, adding smilingly: "And when; the wedding occurs, which I hope
will be soon, you may, expect a very handsome present from me."
Long after Mr. Conway and his unexpected visitor had finished their
simple breakfast, they talked over the strange situation of affairs, and
what was best to be done to avoid great publicity.
"The bogus Lester Armstrong went to Beechwood last night," said the old
cashier. "He probably will remain there, as is his custom, until to-day
noon.
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