I think it ought all to be done with perfect frankness,
because nobody can say it isn't for the girl's own good and what her
best friend would do. But Mother Sheridan's under Edith's thumb, and
she's afraid to ever come right out with anything. Father Sheridan's
different. Edith can get anything she wants out of him in the way of
money or ordinary indulgence, but when it comes to a matter like this
he'd be a steel rock. If it's a question of his will against anybody
else's he'd make his will rule if it killed 'em both! Now, he'd never
in the world let Lamhorn come near the house again if he knew his
reputation. So, you see, somebody's got to tell him. It isn't a very
easy position for me, is it, Miss Vertrees?"
"No," said Mary, gravely.
"Well, to be frank," said Sibyl, smiling, "that's why I've come
to you."
"To ME!" Mary frowned.
Sibyl rippled and cooed again. "There isn't ANYBODY ever made such
a hit with Father Sheridan in his life as you have. And of course
we ALL hope you're not going to be exactly an outsider in the affairs
of the family!" (This sally with another and louder effect of
laughter). "And if it's MY duty, why, in a way, I think it might be
thought yours, too.
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