“Some of it is,” Polly replied. “I never thought of Miss Sniffen’s being dishonest with money. I don’t see how she can—”
“Easy enough in a place like that. But this other is pretty bad business. If Miss Twining should happen to die without any doctor, and the authorities should find out that Miss Sniffen beat—”
“No, she didn’t!” interrupted Polly. “I suppose she meant to, but Miss Twining fainted and that put a stop to it. I’d tell you everything, David, only Miss Nita and Mrs. Albright and Miss Crilly and I agreed not to say a word to anybody.”
“Never mind! I can guess enough. Something should be done about it, Polly. If Miss Twining needs a doctor, she ought to have one immediately.”
“I know it!” Her voice was troubled. “I wanted to tell Mr. Randolph; but they won’t let me, for fear he’ll take the Home’s part, or something, and get them into trouble. I don’t know what to do!”
The car stopped at the Gresham door, and Polly forgot disagreeable things in the pleasure of Mrs. Collins’s cordial welcome.
CHAPTER XXIX
DISAPPOINTMENT
Miss Twining was worse. Dr. Gunnip had been called late in the afternoon. It was now nearly six o’clock, and the third-floor corner room was discussing the situation.
“I guess you’d better see Mr. Randolph to-morrow,” Mrs. Albright was saying.
“Why not make it this evening?” returned Polly. “She may not live till morning!” Tears were in her voice.