Good-night," and with a smile he bent his head and withdrew.
Martha followed the doctor to the outer door, and then grumbling her satisfaction went back to the pantry to direct the servants in arranging upon the small table in the supper-room the simple refreshments which always characterized the Cobdens' entertainments.
Soon the girls and their beaux came trooping in to join their elders on the way to the supper-room.

Lucy hung back until the last (she had not liked the doctor's interference), Jane's long red cloak draped from her shoulders, the hood hanging down her back, her cheeks radiant, her beautiful blond hair ruffled with the night wind, an aureole of gold framing her face.

Bart followed close behind, a pleased, almost triumphant smile playing about his lips.
He had carried his point.

The cluster of blossoms which had rested upon Lucy's bosom was pinned to the lapel of his coat..