“Of course, I only meant that you knew I could not go back to Lady in this trim, and I could not put on clean clothes without taking a bath first after this,” she added, taking up the end of her drapery with a grimace.
“Of course you couldn’t,” assented Harcourt.
“If I did, I don’t know what Lady would think of me. Or even Ducky Darling.”
“And now, my little girl, will you stay here with this good friend, Mrs. Moss, while I go uptown?” inquired the young man.
“Will you come back—faithful—and take me to Lady?”
“My dear child, I shall have to find out where your lady is first. But don’t you be afraid. I know how to find her.”
“She lives in Goblin Hall. But, of course, she may be on a visit, or she may be away hunting all about for me.”
“Yes; I will inquire.”
“Oh, now, will you really? this very, very day??”
“Indeed, I will, my dear. Indeed, I will, my dear, this very day. Now, good-by, until I see you again,” he added, stooping and kissing her on the forehead.