It's really a wonderful chance for us,
Ford."
"And--he's bound--to spoil--it all!" Mrs. Tapp sobbed into an expensive
bit of lace.
"You might be a good sport, Fordy, dear," urged Prue.
"Yes, Fordy; don't crab the game," added the vulgar Cecile.
"You know very well," said the elder sister, "how hard we have tried to
take our rightful place here at The Beaches. We have the finest home
by far; daddy's got the most money of any of them, and let's us spend
it, too. And still it's like rolling a barrel up a sand bank. Just a
little thing will spoil our whole season here."
"Do, do be sensible, Ford!" begged his mother.
"Sacrifice yourself for the family's good," said Prue.
"Dear Ford," began Mrs. Tapp again, "for my sake--for all our
sakes--take thought of what you are doing. This--this actress person
cannot be a girl you could introduce to your sisters----"
"No more of that, mother!" exclaimed the young man, patience at last
ceasing to be a virtue. "Criticise me if you wish to; but I will hear
nothing against Miss Grayling.
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