As they sat at dinner, a suggestion came to him and he determined to follow it.

He was called to the telephone, and a voice strange to his ear murmured in a tone of polite deference: "A lady wishes to know if Mr.Meredith and his visitor intend being present at the country-club this evening." He had received the same inquiry from Miss Hinsdale on her departure the previous evening, and had answered vaguely; hence he now rejoined: "You are quite an expert ventriloquist, but you do not deceive me." "I beg your pardon, sir," creaked the small articulation.
"This is Miss Hinsdale, isn't it ?" "No, sir.

The lady wishes to know if you will kindly answer her question." "Tell her, yes." He hung up the receiver, and returned to the table.
"Some of Clara Hinsdale's play," he explained.

"You made a devastating impression on her, boy; you were wise enough not to talk any, and she foolishly thought you were as interesting as you looked.

We're going out to a country-club dance.