"May I ask a favor?" he begged humbly.
She nodded.
"Make it a small one, please. I am almost afraid of having to refuse it."
"Will you come down into the drawing room to-night?"
She shook her head.
"I cannot. I have a long letter to write."
His face fell.
"For just a short time, then."
She hesitated.
"Yes, if you wish it."