I made a rapid mental calculation. I ought to be able to get Million suitably clad for receiving admirers-to-be in about—yes, four days.
I said: "On Thursday afternoon, at about five, if that suits you."
"Admirably," said the young man whom I have selected to marry Million. "Au revoir!"
CHAPTER IX
WE MOVE INTO NEW QUARTERS
The Hotel Cecil, June, 1914.
I've taken the first step towards setting up my new employer, Miss Million, as a young lady of fortune.
That first step was—new luggage!