Then if he makes a fuss it will be too late, and I can tease him into a good humour." Bouncing off the bed, she went back to the sitting-room and sat down at her desk.

When that letter was written, carefully, and in her best style, she dashed off three notes in an almost unreadable scrawl, to Mollie and Fay and Kell, telling them of her invitation and the delight it gave her.

Then she wandered back to the bedroom where Eliot sat mending, and wandered restlessly around the room.
"How slow the time goes," she exclaimed, pausing in front of the mantel.
"Two hours until papa will be here.

I want to tell him about it, and ask for some more money.

I need an extra allowance for this visit." There was a little Dresden clock on the mantel; two cupids holding up a flower basket, from which swung a spray of roses that formed the pendulum.
"Two long hours," she fumed, scowling at the clock.