Then came in still angrier tones:

"Hush, is it! Oh, yes, it's hush wid you as wid them all! I tell yez
I'll have the law! I'll foind the murdherin' crachure before I'm a
day older! You needn't be hushin' av me up! I'm goin' now; it's toime
somebody wint!"

Gloria heard the shuffling of the angry woman's feet, but the nurse
evidently followed her, as she did not enter the room.




CHAPTER VI.

It was on the day of Gloria's visit with the District Nurse that Mr.
McAndrew came home to luncheon, which was rather an unusual proceeding
for the busy attorney during hot weather. Mrs. McAndrew, seated with her
mending on the shady piazza, could see a worried expression upon her
husband's face even before he reached the steps.

"Something is the matter," she said, rising hastily, while spools and
scissors fell upon the cat dozing near. "Something is the matter or he
would never have come home in this boiling sun."

"What is it, dear?" she asked, as the middle-aged, slightly bent figure
toiled up the steps exhaustedly.

"Where is Gloria?" was Mr. McAndrew's reply, as he dropped with a sigh
of relief into one of the piazza chairs.