He laughed at that and pinched her cheek. "We shall though, little wife.
That honeymoon of ours comes nearer every day."
She smiled an eager, girlish smile. "Dear old Will!" she murmured softly.
It was on that same evening that Noel broke his rule and raced in to give Daisy some important information with regard to his schemes for what he termed "the Bassett week."
He was full of excitement and declared himself unable to remain for a single moment more than his business demanded.
"I'm going to dine with Nick," he told her. "In fact, I'm due there now."
"I never see anything of Nick nowadays," said Daisy.
"No; nor do I. He's at the Palace, morning, noon, and night. Can't see the attraction myself. But no doubt he thinks he's doing something great. By the way, you're coming round to old Badgers' to-morrow, I suppose? We are going to hold a meeting of the committee. Olga will be there of course."
"How is Olga?" asked Daisy.
"Oh, all right. Why don't you go round and see her?" Noel asked the question with some curiosity. He had begun to wonder lately if there could have been a disagreement between them.
Daisy smiled with a touch of wistfulness. She had scarcely seen Olga since the breaking of her engagement. "I seem to have so little time nowadays. The last time I went, she was busy too."