"Mrs. Sherman is prevented from keeping her appointment with you this
morning," descended to her from an altitude far above her own. "She
hopes you will excuse her. She has asked me to talk with you in her
stead. You are Miss Lang, I believe? I am Mrs. Sherman's brother. My
name is Ronald."
CHAPTER IX
It is hard to readjust all one's prearranged plans in the twinkling of
an eye. Claire felt as if she had received a sudden dash of cold water
square in the face. She quite gulped from the shock of it. How in the
world was she to adapt herself to this brand-new set of conditions on
such short notice--on no notice at all? How was she to be anything but
awkwardly monosyllabic?
"Sit down, please."
Obediently she sat.
"Martha--Mrs. Slawson--tells me, your father was Judge Lang of
Michigan?"
"Yes--Grand Rapids."
"You are a college graduate?"
"Wellesley."
"You have taught before?"
"I tutored a girl throughout a whole summer. Prepared her for her
college entrance exams."
"She passed creditably?"
"She wasn't conditioned in anything.
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