Hilda sat down.
"No, no," she said. "It was the pattern of the wall-paper that made me feel dizzy." And, for the moment, she did honestly believe that the pattern of the wall-paper had, in some inexplicable manner, upset her. "I'm all right now."
The dizziness passed as suddenly as it had supervened. Janet held some ineffectual salts to her nose.
"I'm perfectly well," insisted Hilda.
"How funny!" Alicia grinned.
Calmly Hilda opened the telegram, which read: "Please come at once.--GAILEY."
She gave the telegram to Janet in silence.
"What can be the matter?" Janet asked, with unreserved, loving solicitude. The cloud which had hung between the two enthusiastic friends was dissipated in a flash.
"I haven't an idea," said Hilda, touched. "Unless it's those shares!" She had briefly told Janet about the Hotel Continental Limited.
"Shall you go?"