CHAPTER VII
In the Ormsby household father and daughter sat in the darkness on the
veranda. After Laura Ormsby's encounter with McGregor there had been
another talk between her and David. Now she had gone on a visit to her
home-town in Wisconsin and father and daughter sat together.
To his wife David had talked pointedly of Margaret's affair. "It is
not a matter of good sense," he had said; "one can not pretend there
is a prospect of happiness in such an affair. The man is no fool and
may some day be a big man but it will not be the kind of bigness that
will bring either happiness or contentment to a woman like Margaret.
He may end his life in jail."
* * * * *
McGregor and Edith walked up the gravel walk and stood by the front
door of the Ormsby house. From the darkness on the veranda came the
hearty voice of David. "Come and sit out here," he said.
McGregor stood silently waiting. Edith clung to his arm. Margaret got
up and coming forward stood looking at them. With a jump at her heart
she sensed the crisis suggested by the presence of these two people.
Her voice trembled with alarm. "Come in," she said, turning and
leading the way into the house.
The man and woman followed Margaret. At the door McGregor stopped and
called to David.
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