They went out with some things. In the hall, she turned to him, with a break in her voice, saying: “Oh, I am so sorry—I am so sorry.”
He said, very low and soft,—“Never mind—never mind.”
She heard the laughter of those preparing the charade. She drew away and went in the drawing room, saying aloud:
“Now I think everything is ready—we can sit down now.”
After the actors had played the last charade, Leslie came and claimed her.
“Now, Madam—are you glad to have me back?”
“That I am,” she said. “Don’t leave me again, will you?”
“I won’t,” he replied, drawing her beside him. “I have left my handkerchief in the dining-room,” he continued; and they went out together.
Mother gave me permission for the men to smoke.
“You know,” said Marie to Tom, “I am surprised that a scientist should smoke. Isn’t it a waste of time?”