Von Ritz glanced up casually. "There is one very dangerous diplomacy—one very difficult to become accustomed to," he commented. "I allude to the American diplomacy of frankness."
"The Isis? To think I have never seen your yacht!" mused Cara. "And yet you are allowing me to cross on a steamer."
"If she could be put in shape so soon," declared Benton regretfully, glancing from Von Ritz to Pagratide, "I should shanghai Mrs. Van for a chaperon and give a party to Europe. Unfortunately I can't get her in readiness promptly enough; unless," he added hopefully, "Miss Carstow can postpone her sailing-day?"
CHAPTER VI
IN WHICH ROMEO BECOMES DROMIO
When Benton had straightened out his car for the run to the city, and the road had begun to slip away under the tires, he turned to McGuire, his chauffeur.
"McGuire," he inquired, "where is the runabout?"
"At 'Idle Times,' sir. You loaned it to Mr. Bristow to fill up the garage."