He let her go on admiring, and even generously said himself that they were “very nice.” Then, after a decent interval—“By the way,” he remarked, and went out into the hall and fetched in his package.
It was pretty imposing. He had spoken to the foreman of the paper mill, and the foreman had shown a friendly interest, so that he was now able to present to Mrs. Granger:
1 ream of the finest cream vellum writing paper, with envelopes.
2 reams of gray note paper, with blue envelopes.
1 ream of thin white writing paper, the envelopes lined with dark purple.
And a vast number of small memorandum pads; pink, blue, and yellow.
“Those are for Leroy,” he said, with a modest air which failed to conceal his triumph. This time he had won; there was no doubt about it.
VI
On Saturday night Miss Selby did not appear at the little table.
“Gone out to dinner,” he thought.