And I can tell you all kind of things about people--you must be
lonely! Tommy is only a kid after all, and doesn't hear--By the way, why
does he never come here?"
She hesitated. "Do you really not know?" Then, seeing sincerity in his
eyes, she went on. "Well--Joyselle made me promise mother that."
"_Made_ you!"
"Yes. He--you see he is old-fashioned. And--well, in two words he said
that unless I promised he--he--would not teach Tommy or even see him!"
Carron whistled. "Well, I'll be damned!"
"Yes. Absurd, wasn't it? But--Oh, well, there's no use in explaining."
As she spoke she heard the introductory scraping at the keyhole again,
and a moment later Tommy came in.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
A remarkably dandified Tommy; a solemn and significant Tommy, who shook
hands solemnly with his sister and Carron and then sat down and took off
his gloves.
"I have come on business, Brigit," he announced quietly.
Carron rose. "Then I will go. Thanks very much, Brigit, for your
hospitality--and I will look in again in three or four weeks, if you
don't mind."
Tommy's frame of mind was too dignified to permit of his staring, but he
was obviously surprised at Carron's presence, and when the man had gone
he said with considerable importance: "Since when has Carron been
calling on you?"
"This is the first time.
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