"Good night!" she cried cheerfully. "Ring, if we’ve forgotten anything!"
And she vanished, leaving Angelica alone with Annie, who was just shaking a final pillow into its embroidered linen case. She set it straight on the bed, and turned, grim as death.
"Well!" she said. "I never expected to see you back here, that I didn’t!"
She couldn’t resist saying that, although she knew it to be improper. She was too deeply affronted by the presence of this creature here, and by the necessity for waiting upon her.
Angelica wasn’t offended.
"No," she said, "I dare say you didn’t; but you’ll be still more surprised when I tell you I’m going to marry Mr. Eddie."
"Oh, are you!" said Annie politely, with raised eyebrows.
"And coming back here to live," Angelica went on, with a rather pitiful effort to win some sort of friendly interest.
"I sha’n’t be here long myself. I’m going to be married, too."