"She will meet Stella here at dinner." "That will be splendid," cried the old man with enthusiasm.
"Perhaps," replied his son; and the next morning the Pettifers received their invitation.
Mrs.Pettifer accepted it at once.

She had not been idle since Dick had left her.

Before he had come she had merely looked upon the crusade as one of Harold Hazlewood's stupendous follies.

But after he had gone she was genuinely horrified.

She saw Dick speaking with the set dogged look and the hard eyes which once or twice she had seen before.