"Hurrah!" he said. "I was afraid you might get lost. How are you now?" he went on, turning to Irene.
"I'm quite all right now," replied the latter.
"She's in the best of pink," said Jenny.
"Pink enough to climb all these stairs?" asked Maurice, laughing.
"I expect so," said Irene.
"Any of the others come yet?" Jenny inquired on the way up.
"Only Castleton and Cunningham and Ronnie Walker."
"I mean any of the girls?"
"No, you're the first—and fairest."
Irene, for all her optimism, was beginning to feel exhausted.