"Where are your principles?" asked Harry again. "You know better than to think anything will happen to alter it."
"Yes, I do, I do; but I always have to meet my shyness of strangers, and it makes my heart beat to think of your going off and leaving me here. Being tête-à-tête with your father is appalling, I must confess."
"Oh, well, it wouldn't do to slight his offer, and it will do you a world of good."
"You'll have to send me my summer gowns."
"I will."
"Dear me, am I really going to do it?" asked Julia incredulously.
"Certainly you are. We'd be imbecile not to accept such an opportunity."
"Then," she answered resignedly, "if it is fact and not a wild fancy, we have a lot of business to talk over, Harry. Let us make the most of our time while Jewel is asleep."
She led the way back to the chairs, and they were soon immersed in memoranda and discussion.