"There is an American millionaire called Rainer." "I spell my name with a _y_," said Dorothy quickly.
Madame Butler once more raised her eyebrows.
"Well, when will you come to us?
We are staying at the Hotel des Princes at Monte Carlo." "To-day is Wednesday.

Shall we say Saturday morning ?" "Yes, that will do very well.

Oh, by the way, I was quite forgetting--about music." "I'm afraid," said Dorothy, and her face fell, "I can't teach music." "That's all right," said Tinker cheerfully.

"My father was terribly afraid that anyone I got would want to." He explained to Dorothy their nomadic fashion of life, paid Madame Butler her fee, bade them good-bye, and went his way.
On his return he found Elsie full of anxious curiosity, but his account of his find set her mind at rest.

He ended by saying, "It will be awfully nice for you, don't you know?
She looked as though she would let you kiss her as often as you wanted to." "But I shall kiss you just the same, night and morning," said Elsie firmly.
"Of course, of course," said Tinker quickly, and by a manful effort he kept the brightness in his face.
He told his father that he had found a governess.
"References all right ?" said Sir Tancred.
"Yes, she carries them about with her," said Tinker diplomatically.
"I suppose I ought to see them, don't you think ?" "You will," said Tinker.
On her arrival on Saturday morning Dorothy found the children awaiting her on the steps of the hotel; and to Tinker's extreme satisfaction, she at once kissed Elsie.