am forced to dismiss you without a reference. Furthermore, I consider it my duty to protect other women as unsuspecting as I have been. You are in no way qualified to have charge of young and well-bred girls. No apology is desired," she hastily declared, observing symptoms of protest in the face of the delinquent; "so please restrain yourself. I do not care to hear a single word of apology, or any appeal to be retained. You may go now, my girl. Spare us the tears. I am not turning you out into the streets tonight. You may remain until tomorrow morning."
"I am going tonight," said Jane, quite white,—with suppressed anger.
"It isn't necessary," said the other, loftily.
"Where are you going?" inquired Mr. Smith-Parvis, senior, fumbling with his nose-glasses. "Have you any friends in the city?"
Miss Emsdale ignored the question. She picked up the check and folded it carefully.
"I should like to say good-bye to the—to Eudora and Lucille," she said, with an effort.
"That is out of the question," said Mrs. Smith-Parvis.
Jane deliberately turned her back upon Mrs. Smith-Parvis and moved toward the door. It was an eloquent back. Mrs. Smith-Parvis considered it positively insulting.
"Stop!" she cried out. "Is that the way to leave a room. Miss Emsdale? Please remember who and what you are. I can not permit a servant to be insolent to me."
"Oh, come now, Angela, dear," began Mr. Smith-
