"We want you--need you." Only one answer was possible, and at half-past twelve they set out in Mrs.Ranger's carriage.

As they drove away from the Villa d'Orsay Mrs.
Ranger said: "When does Mrs.Dorsey allow to come home ?" "Not for two years more," replied Del.
Ellen's expression suggested that she was debating whether or not to speak some thought which she feared Del might regard as meddlesome.

"When you finally do have to get out," she said presently, "it'll be like giving up your own home, won't it ?" "No," said Del.

"I hate the place!" A pause, then: "I wrote Mrs.Dorsey yesterday that we wouldn't stay but three months longer--not in any circumstances." The old woman's face brightened.

"I'm mighty glad of that," she said heartily.