CHAPTER XVII
Samuel walked away, still pondering at the problem. Something must be done about Master Albert, that was certain. Before he went in to his dinner he had thought of yet another plan. He would appeal to Miss Gladys about it! Hewould get her to labor with the prodigal!
At eight o’clock the next morning, he and Sophie called at Miss Wygant’s home. They went to the servants’ entrance, and the maid who opened the door sent them away, saying that Miss Gladys never rose until ten o’clock and would not see anyone until eleven.
So they went home again and came at eleven; and they were taken to a sitting room upon the second floor and there Miss Gladys met them, clad in a morning gown of crimson silk.
“And so this is Sophie!” she exclaimed. “Why you poor, poor child!” And she gazed a
