CHAPTER VIThe morning came to the man and to the Collier girls with a mood of cold awakening. Craig, who had eagerly promised Dora last night that he would certainly attend the Kronski concert to-night in Philadelphia, found himself inclined to do nothing of the kind. The evening party seemed only a flurried memory, he could not account for what he had said, and felt, and done during those three feverish hours; he disliked the idea of meeting Miss Collier in the office this morning, and thought with suddenly reddening cheeks that Tom Lester might at this moment be telling his associates in the village dry goods store of the good company Craig Spaulding could be when he “got started.”
Dora awakened headachy and depressed. Her morning would be spent in sweeping the demoralized living room a
