"I hope, Chauncy, you won't mind if I go off for a week."
"Off for a week? Where are you going?"
"Into town to open the house for the consecration of the great Bishop
Strathmore."
"Well," her husband said, laughing, "I like your grit. If you can't win, you won't show the white feather."
She laughed in turn, as gleefully and as musically as a child.
"I'm going for revenge."
"Oh, that's it. Is Rangely to die?"
"Pooh, it isn't Rangely. He's too insignificant. I can snub him any time. It's better fun than that."
"Well, let's hear."
"You know that Marion Delegass is to end her season with a week in
Boston."