Attention! Miss Felicia Grayson at the bar!"
The dear lady straightened her back, her face crinkling with
merriment.
"Present!" she replied, drawing down the corners Of her mouth.
"When did you leave home? How long will you stay? Can you come to
dinner--you and Methusaleh--on Wednesday night?"
"I refuse to answer by advice of counsel. As to coming to dinner,
I am not going anywhere for a week--then I am coming to you and
Kitty, whether it is Wednesday or any other night. Now, Peter,
take him away. He's so puffed up with his Gold Medal he's
positively unbearable."
All this time Jack had been standing beside Ruth. He had heard the
stir at the door and had seen Holker join Miss Felicia, and while
the talk between the two lasted he had interspersed his talk to
Ruth with accounts of the supper, and Garry's getting the ring, to
which was added the boy's enthusiastic tribute to the architect
himself. "The greatest man I have met yet," he said in his quick,
impulsive way. "We don't have any of them down our way.
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