Really that young man lives a life of contrasts!
Tea with Miss Million's maid! Dinner and supper with Miss Million herself!
I wonder which he considers the more amusing bit of light opera?
"Pity I can't take you with me to-night, really ... seems so lonely-like for you, left in this great place and all," said the kind-hearted little Million at the door. "Got something to read, have you?"
"Oh, yes, thanks!" I laughed and nodded. "I have got something to read."
CHAPTER XVI
A WORD OF WARNING
And as the door shut behind my mistress I took that "something to read" out of its hiding-place behind my belt and my frilly apron-bib.