made me forget that we aren't living in eternity," he said. "I'll be awfully late for dinner and it's every bit your fault." "But think of me," gasped Gerty, already moving in the direction of her bedroom, "I dine at Ninety- first Street, and I must get into a gown that laces in the back." She darted out with a bird-like flutter; and running quickly down the staircase, he hurried from the house and into a passing cab. During the short drive to his rooms his thoughts were exclusively engrossed with the necessity of making a rapid change and framing a suitable apology for his hostess. The annoyance of the rush served more effectually to banish Laura than any amount of determined opposition would have done. -228- |