about you in spite of yourself. How's my darling daddy?"
"Very well, and sent heaps of love. But Uncle Johnnie's been quite ill."
"Oh, too bad!"
"They think he may have to come"
"Heavens! Look at the time! There's nothing I'd love better than to sit down and have a nice long talk, darling, and hear all the news, but if I don't fly"
"Christabel! Who's coming to dinner tomorrow?" Mrs. Caine called after her, and she called back:
"The Glenworthy girls! Won't that be nice?"
Mrs. Caine went and had a long look at her evening dress, on its padded hanger. She saw herself coming down the broad stairs. "My mother" "My mother" She turned graciously from celebrity to celebrity, surprising them by her intelligence, her unaffected charm. Then she made a face, saying "The Glenworthy girls!" under her breath.
