“Honor bright! And who do you suppose he is?” mysteriously.
“Don’t be so tantalizing! What on earth do I know about him?” wrathfully.
“Well, you ought to. He hung around you the whole evening at Mrs. Lennox’s, you know he did. I simply wasn’t in it. I don’t believe he even knew I was there!”
“You idiot! I had no personal talk with him whatever. As for you, you flirted shockingly with Mr. Landor. I was astonished at you!” severely.
“I was nice to him, wasn’t I?” admitted Hester, “but that was all for Jessie Davis’ benefit.”
“So I thought, you depraved wretch! Will you kindly tell me what all this has to do with your present excitement?”
Hester sat on the edge of her chair and delivered her next speech in italics.
“Mr. Renshawe is the man who went to Nannie’s party and got the ring in her birthday cake!”
“Not really!”
“And he came here not knowing who we really were, because the manager at Heath’s gave him one of our cards and recommended us as caterers. You ought to have seen him, Julie! He was embarrassed almost to death and I felt flustered myself, to say the least, but we managed to get through the business part nicely and then at the end he just floored me!”