At this, Hugh's face grew suddenly hot and red, and he muttered something under his breath. But it was not a word which Rosemary would have understood, even if she had heard.
CHAPTER SEVEN
THE WHITE FIGURE AT THE DOOR
ROSEMARY had tears in her eyes and voice, when the fairy father stopped his car at the door of the hotel. He had driven so very quickly since he'd broken it to her that they must part!
"Now, have you to vanish this very minute?" she asked, choking back a sob, as he lifted her to the ground.
Vanish? He had forgotten all about vanishing. To vanish now was the last thing he wished to do.
"Something tells me that I shan't have to,—quite yet, anyhow," he said hastily. "I—want to see your mother. Has she a sitting-room where I could call upon her, or wait till she comes in?"