That's the way of the world--young folks on the go, and the old folks at home by the fire, hey, Mrs.Dunn ?" The lady addressed did not relish being numbered with "old folks," but she smiled sweetly, and said she supposed it was.

Malcolm telephoned to the garage and to Edwards at the Warren apartment, ordering the butler to deliver his mistress's auto cap and cloak to the chauffeur, who would call for them.

A few minutes later the yellow car rolled up to the door.
In the hall Mrs.Dunn whispered a reassuring word to her departing guest.
"Now enjoy yourself, dear," she whispered.

"Have a nice ride and don't worry about me.

If he--if our encumbrance bores me too much I shall--well, I shall plead a headache and leave him to his own devices.
Besides, he isn't so _very_ dreadful, is he ?" Caroline shook her head.