CHAPTER XIV
GOOD INTENTIONS
As Jack Dorlin drew near Bagsbury’s house that same Sunday afternoon, he felt a growing misgiving as to the wisdom of going in. He had not seen d**k since Wednesday night, when John Bagsbury and Mrs. Sponley and d**k herself had combined to bring about his utter defeat. Since then he had set out a dozen times with the determination to see her at once and come to some sort of understanding with her, and he had as often turned back, con- vinced that some other time would suit his pur- pose better. But Sunday afternoon itself came not more regularly to the Bagsburys than did Jack Dorlin, and having told himself that what- ever else d**k thought of him she must not have a chance to think that he was sulky, he was now turning the Bagsburys’ corner just at his accus
