“Well, where have you been all this time?”
“You may be thankful I’m back at all. It did not look like it, at one time.”
“Where is Cecilia?”
“Down stairs asleep.”
McVay gave a little giggle. “Ah,” he said, “I bet you have had the devil of a time. I bet you wished once or twice that you had let me be the one to go.”
“It wasn’t child’s play.”
“Child’s play! I rather think not. These things are all well enough among men, but women!” he waved his hand; “so sensitive, so cloistered!”
“Your sister behaved nobly,” said Geoffrey severely.
“Bound to, Holland, bound to. Still it must have been a shock.”
“It was a hard trip for any woman.”