" She heard Sibyl's step, and
pretended to be putting a touch to her hair before a mirror.
"I was just coming down," she said, as the door opened.
"Yes, he wants you to," said Sibyl. "It's all right, mother Sheridan.
He's forgiven me."
Mrs. Sheridan sniffed instantly; tears appeared. She kissed her
daughter-in-law's cheek; then, in silence, regarded the mirror afresh,
wiped her eyes, and applied powder.
"And I hope Edith will be happy," Sibyl added, inciting more
applications of Mrs. Sheridan's handkerchief and powder.
"Yes, yes," murmured the good woman. "We mustn't make the worst
of things."
"Well, there was something else I had to say, and he wants you to hear
it, too," said Sibyl. "We better go down, mother Sheridan."
She led the way, Mrs. Sheridan following obediently, but when they
came to a spot close by Bibbs's door, Sibyl stopped. "I want to tell
you about it first," she said, abruptly. "It isn't a secret, of
course, in any way; it's something the whole family has to know, and
the sooner the whole family knows it the better. It's something it
wouldn't be RIGHT for us ALL not to understand, and of course father
Sheridan most of all.
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