" "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. Wood," urged Jack. Wood started to his feet. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,” came to Ann Veronica’s ears. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. He remained talking with her however. Besides," he added cynically, "it is said that God watches over fools and drunken men. Every care had been taken of it, as well as of himself, by the humane inmates of the house in which he had sought shelter. ” “Much better,” she agreed.