“Now what does this mean, at this hour?” he said.
“Didn’t Miss Ware get our note? Oh! I am so sorry. We are terribly sorry to miss the reception, aren’t we, Hester?”
“Um-um,” said Hester absorbed in making elaborate frosting designs on small pieces of cake.
THERE WERE THE GIRLS IN THEIR COTTON GOWNS
“We wrote her,” continued Julie, “that we were detained by our work and I suppose if she did not get it that you thought when we did not appear something was the matter with Daddy. What a shame you had that anxiety for nothing!”
“You must go straight back,” said Hester. “We are getting on famously and you must not miss another minute of the reception.”