"I might have been any kind of a horrid person," she said, "and you were just as nice to me as could be."
"My dear," said Miss Gresham, "I knew as soon as I looked at you that you were not a horrid person."
"With all this powder and rouge on my face?"
"I could see under that," responded Miss Gresham with a smile.
Miss Gresham insisted upon going all the way to the hotel with her in a jinrikisha which carried them swiftly through the streets to the place in no time.
"I wish you would come in and see them all," urged Jack.
"Not to-day; perhaps another time, but you will be sure to come to see us."
Jack was earnest in her promise to do this and went on feeling rather shamefaced. It had been easy to slip out but the coming back was quite a different matter. She could not but be observed, she reflected, and it might not be as pleasant for her to be pointed out as the flyaway girl who masqueraded as a Japanese. She hesitated so long on the steps that Miss Gresham came back to her. "What is the matter?" she asked.
"I wish you would go in with me," she begged. "I am afraid the servants will discover me, or, if they don't, that they won't let me go up without questions. If you were to ask for Mrs. Corner, I could go along with you and no one need notice particularly."