"Lily!"
The girl started and turned. He beckoned imperiously. She approached.
"Come in here at once," he said sternly.
Mrs. Falkener sank into a chair.
"This is really too much," she said, making fluttering gestures with her hands. "Even you, Burton, will admit this is too much. Stand by me, Solon."
"Don't say even I, Mrs. Falkener," returned Crane, "as if I had been indifferent to your comfort."
"Don't be so excited, Mother," said Cora. "You know it probably isn't my hat at all. Lily has probably been copying mine."
Mrs. Falkener shook her head.
"I should know a Diane Duruy model anywhere," she said.
At this moment, Lily entered, and good temper did not beam from her countenance.