33/44 Well, Benedick," to John, "I suppose you've a nice breakfast waiting for us somewhere." "That I have!" John thwacked Warrington on the shoulder. "It was good of you to come down with the folks." "No trouble at all." They all followed John, who announced that he had a carriage waiting, large enough to carry them all comfortably. As they crossed over to the street exit Warrington covertly glanced at Miss Challoner. She was radiant; there was color on her cheeks and lips; she was happy. She was gone, as completely as though she had died. |