Nevertheless, as the
younger man vouchsafed no information regarding the morning's
adventure, Willie asked no questions.
He would have given a great deal to have satisfied himself about
Cynthia Galbraith. It was easily seen that her family were persons of
wealth and position with whom Robert Morton was on terms of the
greatest intimacy. It even demanded no very skilled psychologist to
perceive the girl's sentiment toward his guest, for Miss Galbraith was
a petulent, self-willed creature who did not trouble to conceal her
preferences. Her attitude was transparent as the day. But with what
feeling did Robert Morton regard her? That was the burning question
the little man longed to have answered.
Wearily he sighed. Alas, human nature was a frail, incalculable
phenomenon.
How was it likely a young man with his fortune to make would regard a
girl as rich and attractive as Cynthia Galbraith, especially if her
brother chanced to be his best friend and all her family reached forth
welcoming arms to him.
Willie was not a matchmaker.
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