"Well, how have you enjoyed it?" asked Kindelon, as they were being driven home together.
"I have not entirely enjoyed it," was the slow answer.
"You have been disappointed?"
"Yes."
"But your purpose of the salon still remains good?"
"Indeed it does!" she exclaimed with eagerness. "I shall begin my work—I shall issue my invitations in a few days. Mrs. Dares will no doubt supply me with a full list of names and addresses."
"And you will invite everybody?"
"Oh, by no means. I shall pick and choose."
"Beware of calamity!" said Kindelon. And his voice was so odd a blending of the jocose and serious that she could ill guess whether he were in earnest or not.