"I!" expressively. "You had better go to Edred for information about Dolly. Ask him some day what he thinks of her. But of course, he won't betray himself."
"Do you mean that you think—"
"I don't profess to know. Wiser folks than I foretell something in that quarter."
"But if she is so full of fun—would she suit him?"
"Convex and concave!" Mervyn could say no more, for Colonel Tracy woke up.
"Hey! Hallo!—Why—Why—What's this? Hallo,—Dorothea!"
"Father, you have been sound asleep."
"Rubbish, my dear! Stuff and nonsense! Asleep, indeed! Just shut my eyes for half-a-minute on account of the glare."
Dorothea's face rippled with suppressed laughter, but she did not contest the point.
"Father, Mr. Claughton is here," she said.