Nobody will take any notice of me." He quite crossly rebuked her.

She really must spend more on her dress.
It was unseemly--absurd.

She looked as nice as anybody when she was properly got up.
"Well, don't buy any more copper coal-scuttles!" she said slyly, as she straightened his tie, and dropped a kiss on his chin.

"Then we'll see." They went down to dinner, and on the staircase Meadows turned to say to his wife in a lowered voice: "Lady Dunstable wants me to go to them in Scotland--for two or three weeks.

I dare say I could do some work." "Oh, does she ?" said Doris.
* * * * * What perversity drove Lady Dunstable during the evening and the Sunday that followed to match every attention that was lavished on Arthur Meadows by some slight to his wife, will never be known.