Her publishers were to give her a dinner last night, I believe." Margaret Edes started.

"I had not seen that," she said.

Then she added in a queer brooding fashion, "That book of hers had an enormous sale.

I suppose her publishers feel that they owe it to her to give her a good time in New York.

Then, too, it will advertise _Hearts Astray_." "Did you like the book ?" asked Annie rather irrelevantly.