Her husband is sick." Adare shook hands with Philip.
"I'm up mornings before the owls have gone to sleep," he said.

"Will you breakfast with me?
I'm afraid that if you wait for Miriam and Mignonne you will go hungry.

They will sleep until noon to make up for to-night." "Nothing would suit me better," declared Philip.

"Will you knock at my door if I fail to show up ?" Adare was about to answer, but caught himself suddenly as he looked from Philip to Josephine.
"What! this soon, Mignonne ?" he demanded, chuckling in his beard.

"Your rooms at the two ends of the house already! That was never the way with Miriam and me.