to them everybody is going to be very happy—oh, very happy, Madame Tinker!"
Mrs. Tinker looked undecided; and perhaps she caught some inkling of what was in the wind. In spite of herself her voice became more moderate, even almost friendly. "Well, you see that he gets upstairs in time enough to dress," she said. "I'll trust him to you, Mr. Le Seyeux."
She was borne aloft alone; and Tinker, with a great sigh of relief, turned to the waiting magicians who were to assist in the dispersal of his troubles. It may have been true, as his wife said, that he had but the one remedy for everything; but, on the other hand, as he himself said, it usually "worked."
