"But he'll—he will come sometime," said Bert with conviction.
Arrived at Diana's suite, they found luncheon ready to be served. Mrs. Wilbur had vanished, not without some uneasy comments upon Philip, which Diana had answered with such utter serenity as to quiet any suspicion she might have entertained that there was something personal in her child's extraordinary attachment to the wilderness.
The four sat down to the charming little meal, and, in spite of the boy's unconquerable apprehensions, he ate pretty well, as he sat there opposite Philip and between Mrs. Lowell and Diana.
The former asked him about the garden and the croquet ground, while Philip addressed himself to Diana, who wore the gray gown with a rose at the belt, although she had felt she could never put it on again. The contents of a suitcase do not admit of much variety of costume.
"I'm almost dumb with surprise at your news," he said.
"Of course you would be."
"Does the ogre know of the arrival of relatives?"
"He has not the least suspicion of it. He will be told to-morrow."
"Can a can be tied to him?"