He wanted to know was she aware that an early train and an eight-o’clock breakfast required bags packed overnight?
Cissy was mildly surprised. “How can I leave Emma at such a time?”
“Has she asked you to stay?” Thair rather brutally threw at her.
“But she doesn’t have to ask me!”
“I should think not—since she’s already asked two people whom she seems to want,—Mrs. Essington for one—myself for another.” He smiled diabolically.
Cissy gasped. “As an old friend, there are some things I might do for Emma—”
“My good Cicely, there’s only one thing you haven’t done. Do go, like a decent woman!”
“But the others?” She was injured. “Aren’t they going, too?”
“Oh, I guess they are,” he grinned, “if you mention it to ’em.”
She was indignant, but her departure was by the morning train that swept the house of all its guests.