Linda’s heart beat rapidly; no young man had ever been able to thrill her like this before. How flattered she was to have him call upon her!
“I’d love to, Lord Dudley,” she replied, slowly. “But you must wait until I ask my aunt’s permission.”
“Well! Well!” he exclaimed, in amazement. “I didn’t know modern girls did that any more!”
Linda laughed.
“This girl does. Will you hold the wire, Lord Dudley?”
“Certainly, Miss Carlton. Your favor is well worth waiting for.”
Linda put down the telephone and turned to her aunt, repeating the conversation.
“We don’t know anything about him,” remarked the older woman. “But he seemed like a gentleman. And Tom Hulbert introduced him, so I guess he is all right. If your autogiro is in perfect condition, I suppose I am willing.”
Linda turned to her young guest.
“Do you mind if I go off, Amy?” she inquired.