Hugh broke in, looking about in his sharper apprehension.
"Yes, to satisfy, to save my sister. Now do you think our state so ideal?" she asked—but without elation for her hint of triumph.
He had no answer for this save "Ah, but you terribly interest me. May I ask what's the matter with your sister?"
Oh, she wanted to go on straight now! "The matter is—in the first place—that she's too dazzlingly, dreadfully beautiful."
"More beautiful than you?" his sincerity easily risked.
"Millions of times." Sad, almost sombre, she hadn't a shade of coquetry. "Kitty has debts—great heaped-up gaming debts."
"But to such amounts?"
"Incredible amounts it appears. And mountains of others too. She throws herself all on our father."
"And he has to pay them? There's no one else?" Hugh asked.
She waited as if he might answer himself, and then as he apparently didn't, "He's only afraid there may be someone else—that's how she
