Paul, her brother, was
there--and you never thought a word about your promise to me"
(this came with a little pout, her chin uplifted, her lips quite
near his face), "and we didn't have half men enough and our
cotillion was all spoiled. I don't care--we had a lovely time,
even if you two men did behave disgracefully. No--I don't want to
listen to a thing. I didn't come down to see either of you. (She
had watched them both from her window as they crossed the street.)
"What I want to know, Jack, is, who is Miss Felicia Grayson?"
"Why, Mr. Grayson's sister," burst out Jack--"the old gentleman
who came to see me."
"That old fellow!"
"Yes, that old fellow--the most charming--"
"Not that remnant!" interrupted Garry.
"No, Garry--not that kind of a man at all, but a most delightful
old gentleman by the name of Mr. Grayson," and Jack's eyes
flashed. "He told me his sister was coming to town. What do you
know about her, Corinne?" He was all excitement: Peter was to send
for him when his sister arrived.
"Nothing--that's why I ask you.
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