I'll let Jefferson be his own advocate.

You'll see him for my sake!" She gave Shirley another affectionate embrace and left the room while the girl proceeded with her final preparations for departure.

Presently there was a quick, heavy step in the corridor outside and Jefferson appeared in the doorway.

He stood there waiting for her to invite him in.

She looked up and greeted him cordially, yet it was hardly the kind of reception he looked for or that he considered he had a right to expect.