Answer the bell I shall for you." Down the hall went Katy with the light of battle in her eyes and the air of a conqueror in the carriage of her head.

She was well trained.
Neither eyelid quivered as she flung the door wide to Peter Morrison.
He stood there in dinner dress, more imposing than Katy had thought he could be.

With quick, inner exultation she reached for two parcels he carried; over them her delight was so overpowering that Peter Morrison must have seen a hint of it.

With a flourish Katy seated him, and carried the packages to Linda.

She returned a second later for a big vase, and in this Linda arranged a great sheaf of radiant roses.