ut paying the lawyer. I am sure Mr. Westcote will look after that."

"Oh, do you think he will?" and the girl breathed a sigh of relief.
Then her face clouded, and that worried expression again came into her
eyes.

"What will they do with Mr. Jasper?" she enquired.

"I can't say," was the low reply.

"Will they keep him in prison a long time, or will they----?"

"Don't say that word!" Lois cried, clutching Betty firmly by the arm.
"I know what you were going to say, and I can't bear to hear it."

They were walking slowly now along the narrow path, bordered by waving
grass. Birds sang in the trees to their left and butterflies flitted
here and there over the broad fields. It was a scene of peace and
contentment. Nature was in her most attractive mood and seemed to care
nothing for the cares of struggling humanity. At any other time Lois
would have rejoiced in the beauty around her and would have revelled in
the glory of earth and sky. But now it was otherwise. How could she
be happy when her heart was so heavy? She knew the cause, and she was
not ashamed to confess it to herself. In fact, it brought a slight ray
of comfort to feel that she was suffering with him.

They had almost reached the house when a boy was seen approaching. He
carried a note in his hand, which he gave at once to Lois.

"It's from Mr. Forbes," he explained, "and he told me to hustle, and
take an answer back as quick as I can."

Lois read the note, which simply stated that she was wanted at the
telephone.

"Tell Mr. Forbes that I shall be there shortly," she told the boy, at
the same time handing him a coin for his trouble in carrying the
message.

Hurrying into the house in order to leave word with the maid where she
was going in case any one should call, Lois started with Betty for the
store. There was no more loitering now as she was anxious to learn who
wanted her on the phone. It was rarely that any one called her up, and
she was hoping that it might be Margaret to tell her that she was
coming back that evening.

On their way they came to the grove at the top of the hill not far from
the Haven. Here Betty stopped, and stood as if hesitating what to do.

"I think I shall leave you, Miss Lois," she said.

"What, are you not going with me to the store?"

"No, I guess not. I will see you later. I want to go to my room now
to think something over."

She was trembling as she said this, and Lois wondered what was the