"I should like to call on your mother," she said. But again Shock
looked blank, while Brown began to make faces at her from behind his
back.

"When will your mother be in?" she persisted.

"Oh, she's in every day, except when she goes out for a walk, or--"

Brown kept up his signalling, and The Don began to look puzzled and
annoyed.

"Well," said Betty desperately, "I would like to go and see her some
day."

Shock hesitated, blushed, and then answered: "We have no friends in
the city, and we do not visit much, and--"

"Oh, I'll tell you, Miss Betty," burst in Brown. "Get a sharp attack
of typhoid and Mrs. Macgregor will then come and see you. She's a
great nurse."

"That she is," said Shock enthusiastically. "She would be glad to
come."

"Come along, Brown," broke in The Don. "We are late now. Come along,
Shock," and the three men went off together, leaving Lloyd behind.

"Isn't he awful?" said Beth. "And didn't I humiliate myself?"

"You certainly deserved humiliation," said her sister indignantly.