Thegayyoungparty,touchedandsubdued,passedoutquietlywiththeothers.ButIdalingered.
\"Whoisthatoldgentleman?\"sheaskedofaladynearher.
\"ThatisMr.Eltinge——Mr.JamesEltinge,\"wasthereply.
Idapassedslowlytowardsthedoor,lookingwistfullybackattheoldman,whostoppedtogreetcheerilyoneandanother.
\"Nooneneedbeafraidtospeaktohim,\"shethought.\"Hiseverylookandtoneshowhimtobekindandsincere.I\'llseehimbefore——before\"——sheshuddered,andscarcelydaredtoputherdarkpurposeinthoughtinthepresenceofonewhohadlivedpatientlyatGod\'swillfornearlyacentury.