'Did you tell Miss Brendover about this country, then? and was that what kept you chatting so long?'
'Oh no—bits of it came trilling back in the music; but between I listened to glowing accounts of wonderful Berlin concerts—eighty trained musicians playing an accompaniment like one man, etc.'
'Shall we go to Berlin, Stella, and take Egypt and the other places on the way back?'
'Happy thought!' cried Stella lightly. 'Charter a vessel direct, before ten to-morrow morning.'
'No, but I am serious, Stella. The Hindoo Fawn sails on the sixteenth October.'
'Cannot we get away before then?' said Stella.
Ted's heart thumped wildly at the question.
'There is a French vessel——' he began slowly. But she held up her hands.
'A French vessel—not for your life! There is some very good reason somewhere—in the Book of Proverbs.'
'There is an Orient steamer on the ninth of October; but—but will your mother consent to such haste?'